Mama, mama, look at this
She's out in the backyard doin' that twist
She's doin' the Georgia Grind (Georgia Grind)
That old Georgia Grind (Georgia Grind)
She's goin' crazy, crazy about that Georgia Grind
Come in here, come in here right now
You wanna be bad, but you don't know how
Doin' the Georgia Grind (Georgia Grind)
That old Georgia Grind (That old Georgia Grind)
Everybody's talkin', talkin' 'bout the Georgia Grind
Aw, grind it, come on boys
Aw, that's alright, that's alright
Old Uncle Nathan was crippled and gray
Saw the Georgia Grind and threw his sticks away
Doin' the Georgia Grind (Georgia Grind)
That old Georgia Grind (That old Georgia Grind)
He loved his leg doin' that old Georgia Grind
The reason Grandma loves Grandpa so
He did the same grind did the years ago
It was the Georgia Grind (Georgia Grind)
That old Georgia Grind (That old Georgia Grind)
She keeps on ravin', ravin' 'bout the Georgia Grind
Aw, grind it one more time, y'all
Old Mrs. Jones was feeble and well
She was caught last night and she was grinding like hell
Doin' that Georgia Grind (Georgia Grind)
That old Georgia Grind (That old Georgia Grind)
She hollered "Hey, hey", kept on doin' that Georgia Grind
Now listen:
Old Uncle Moses was sick in bed
All the doctors said he was nearly dead
From doin' the Georgia Grind (Georgia Grind)
That old Georgia Grind (That old Georgia Grind)
He started prayin', prayin' that the Georgia Grind
He's doin' the Georgia Grind (Georgia Grind)
That old Georgia Grind (That old Georgia Grind)
Ev'rybody's crazy, crazy about the Georgia Grind
Oh yeah
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