(Song for Any Girl Called) Georgie

(For any girl called Georgie) 

Georgie, if you were with me, 
I’d pleasure you with a Yorkie after tea.
Georgie, you've queenly pedigree,
and I’m your carnal Cujo corgi!

Georgie, I’m sorry
I said you looked a bit like Audrey
off Corrie,
but there’s middleground microverse o’ mercy:
c’mon, baby, I dint say Deidre!

Georgie, I cannot tell a porkie:
things won’t always be rosy
like Carla and Sarkozy.
But, Georgie, at this stage of our courtship,
we could hump over a drumkit and it wou’nt be awkwit.

Georgie, I'm sorry
I said you looked a bit like Audrey 
off Corrie,
but there's mezzaninefloor mitigatory:
c'mon, baby, i dint say Deidre!