In these days of changing ways
So called liberated days
A story comes to mind of a friend of mine

Georgie boy was gay I guess
Nothin' more or nothin' less
The kindest guy I ever knew

His mother's tears fell in vain
The afternoon he tried to explain
That he needed love like all the rest

Pa said there must be a mistake
How can my son not be straight
After al I said and done for him

Leavin' home on a greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems

Georgie went to New York town
Where he quickly settled down
Soon became the toast of the great white way

Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that are chic
No party was complete without Georgie

Along the boulevards he'd cruise
All the old queens blew a fuse
Everyone loved Georgie boy

The last time I saw Georgie alive
In the summer of '75
Said he was in love, I said I'm pleased

Georgie attended the opening night
Of another Broadway hype
They split before the final curtain fell

Deciding to take a shortcut home
Arm in arm
They meant no wrong
A gentle breeze blew down Fifth Avenue

Out of a darkened side street came
A New Jersey gang with just one aim
To roll some innocent passerby

There ensued a fearful fight
Screams rung out in the night
Georgie's head hit a sidewalk cornerstone

A leather kid, a switchblade knife
He did not intend to take his life
He pushed his luck a little too far that night

The sight of blood dispersed the gang
A crowd gathered, the police came
An ambulance screamed to a halt
Fifty-third and third

Georgie's life ended there
But I ask who really cares
Georgie once said to me
And I quote

Never wait or hesitate
Get in kid, before it's too late
You may never get another chance 'cos
Youth's a mask but it won't last
Live it long and live it fast
Georgie was friend of mine

Chorus：
Oh Georgie, stay
Don't go away
Georgie, please stay
You take our breath away