WHO'S THE GIRL YOU'RE GOING TO MEET TONIGHT?
 Written and composed by W. David & B. Lee
Performed by Florrie Forde (1876-1940)


Georgie was a simple kind of chap
Georgie always went out with mamma
Till one evening up the West
He started off to do the la-di-da
Everybody wondered what his game was
When of him alone they caught a view
Till someone chanced to spy a twinkle in his eye
And cried, 'Oh tell me Georgie do

Chorus: Who's the girl you're going to meet tonight?
You're going to meet tonight
Is it Jane or Flo, Maud or Mary Ann?
Oh, Georgie, tell me like a man
What's the tale you're going to tell her
Out in the pale moonlight
There's something in your eye that seems to say 'Goo-goo'
Who's the girl you're going to meet tonight?'

Georgie soon became a married man
Said one morning to his wifie, May
'I've got pressing work tonight
So at the office late I'll have to stay.'
Wifie murmured, 'Darling I believe you
Wouldn't think, of course, of doubtinhg you
But just before you go, I'd really like to know
As you've got pressing work to do,

Chorus: Who's the girl you're going to meet tonight?
You're going to meet tonight
Is it Jane or Flo, Maud or Mary Ann?
Oh, Georgie, tell me like a man
What's the tale you're going to tell her
Out in the pale moonlight
There's something in your eye that seems to say 'Yum-yum'
Who's the girl you're going to meet tonight?'

Georgie on a charge of bigamy
Later on was dragged into the court
Three wives he had married, so
Before the judge and jury he was brought
Eighteen months imprisonment they gave him
Georgie's handsome face looked rather queer
Then as he turned to go, towards the cells below
His three wives shouted, 'Georgie dear,

Chorus: Who's the girl you're going to meet tonight?
You're going to meet tonight
Is it Jane or Flo, Maud or Mary Ann?
Oh, Georgie, tell me like a man
What's the tale you're going to tell her
Out in the pale moonlight
There's something in your eye that seems to say 'Bow-wow'
Who's the girl you're going to meet tonight?'

One word to the girls before I go
Look round at the fellows sitting there
They're all single, you can tell
They've money in the bank, and curly hair
There's a beauty, isn't he a darling?
You're a single man, now, aren't you dear
You come here on your own, and sit there all alone
But tell me when you go from here,

Chorus: Who's the girl you're going to meet tonight?
You're going to meet tonight
Is it Jane or Flo, Maud or Mary Ann?
Oh, Georgie, tell me like a man
What's the tale you're going to tell her
Out in the pale moonlight
There's something in your eye that seems to say 'Thumbs up'
Who's the girl you're going to meet tonight?'