George And Andrew

It's Christmas eve in Wadebridge In a pub called the quarryman Andrew's sitting drinking all alone at the bar He's been sitting there since lunchtime Talking about his farm And drinking Cornish knocker When in walks his friend George Wearing aviators and a white linen suit He pulls up a bar stool and sits down next to Andrew At Christmas time it's nice to get Together with your friends Especially the friends that you don't get to see much anymore Cos it isn't wham sitting In that pub on Christmas eve It's just two friends called George and Andrew who've known each other Since they were thirteen Andrew wants to know if George regrets going solo and George admits that sometimes it gets lonely on your own George recalls the backlash that he suffered from shoot the dog Andrew likens it to the campaign for real ale They might have gone their separate ways since wham broke up But you never make friends like the friends you make when you're young At Christmas time it's nice to get Together with your friends Especially the friends that you don't get to see much anymore Cos it isn't wham sitting In that pub on Christmas eve It's just two friends called George and Andrew who've known each other Since they were thirteen At Christmas time it's nice to get Together with your friends Especially the friends that you don't get to see much anymore Cos it isn't wham sitting In that pub on Christmas eve It's just two friends called George and Andrew who've known each other Since they were thirteen