Annie, George Michael

I see you lookin’ at Annie, watchin’ the way she’s walkin’ away.

She’ fine. No lyin’

But don’t you notice that the boy’s aren’t tryin’ no more.

No score.

She’s a good friend but there’s no amour.

And in her eyes there’s a fire. She do generate the boys’ desire.

She’s a free mover with a self-sufficient air

And if the boys all think she’s crazy, well, she just don’t care.

 

You can’t tell it in the way that she walks.

You don’t notice it right away when she talks.

But when it gets right down to it she balks and you know that –

 

Annie likes the girls.

 

I remember when I first saw her, burgundy dress with the coral floral print.

She looked at me; smile was slight.

Said, “There’s a lady that I wanna get to know tonight.”

Oh, what a night! We went dancin’ ’til the mornin’ light.

Came the dawn, I was on fire;

Said, “Little girl, you gotta take me higher.”

She said, “No! It’s not that way. We had our fun, but I don’t want to stay with you.”

 

No chance.

She loved the night and she loved to dance.

What looked like lust was just a wistful glance ’cause

 

Annie likes the girls.

 

I still see Annie ’round the neighborhood and I’m tellin you boys she’s still looking good.

She’s got a lover — my old girlfriend —

When I see ‘em I say, “How the hell’ve you been, my friends?”

We still go dancin’ every now and then and when we move we set the place on fire.

The boys come up to me and say, “Hey man, let me try her.”

So they dance with Annie. They get hooked. They get hot.

They get high like they’d put down a double shot.

And they try to move in one by one.

One by one they’d tumble; this girl’s just havin’ fun.

And there’s always this guy, you can see it in his eye that it just doesn’t click.

He’ll move over to me and say, “Man, what’s up with that chick?”

 

I say,

“You can’t tell it in the way that she walks.

You don’t notice it right away when she talks.

But when it gets right down to it, she balks and you know that..

 

Annie likes the girls.

 

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