[Chorus]
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
A prodigy of bluffing
A master of rebuffing
But you never made the muffins, Georgie Pie

[Verse 1]
So dig your trench and smell the stench
Of shadows if you will
Say there ain't no way that you'll be Gay
Until you've had your fill
Convince yourself my kiss was an illusion
Control yourself with misery and confusion
Let your mother's ghost browbeat you
Let the goblins in the greet you
With their musty lust in the closets of seclusion

[Chorus]
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
A prodigy of bluffing
A master of rebuffing
But you never made the muffins, Georgie Pie

[Verse 2]
What would you do if I blew
A kiss into your hair?
Would your pulses pound if I found
The stains in your underwear?
If I touched you on the street
Would your mouth go dry
As you smiled and feigned the polite passerby?
Would your Adam's apple flutter
Would both knees turn to butter
Would you sputter, would you mutter and deny?
[Outro]
Your walls of cellophane
Would crinkle up and fry your brain
If I whispered that I love you, Georgie Pie
Your walls of cellophane
Would crinkle up and fry your brain
If I whispered that I love you, Georgie Pie