Elvis Costello - Georgie And Her Rival Lyrics
Georgie grew to hate her nameIt sounded like a tiny manAnd the one she had said "I can't see you, but I'll call youwhenever I can"Sometimes the phone would ring, when she was half-asleepA voice would drag her down with its suggestionsThough she often felt cheated, she never felt cheapCHORUSWell heaven knows what fills the heart and makes you feel soaliveIt's impossible to tear apartGeorgie and her rivalIt was half-past FebruaryAnd he hadn't called since New Year's DayMaybe he'd found another woman to say those words no chapel girlshould sayHer mother would phone and always keep talkingShe'd try to be polite, making facesBut somewhere in the back of her mind, her rival was stalkingCHORUSHer rival would always wait till the eighth or ninth bellHe'd be desperate anyway and drunk as wellShe always liked to hurt him to prove he was preparedTo love her anyway that she wantedSo she could tell which she preferredHe sat up with his address book trying to think what mood he's inHis finger traced past Georgie's name to someone who needed lesspersuadingHe didn't hear through her disguise he didn't leave her in a rushJust like the promise that he left on her machineThat almost made her blushThe radio plays a lover's symphony"The number you have dialed has been re-directed"Now she puts him on the speaker-phoneWhenever she has companyCHORUS