Lyrics: Four Fingers. Good Luck With The Surgery. Lonesome George.

December first 1971
On the island of Pinta a tortoise roamed
Most vegetation was destroyed by goats
Yet still George roamed with nothing but hope
Sole survivor of your species
Geochelone nigra abingdoni
You?re the rarest creature in the world
With a name like that you could get any girl

Oh, Lonesome George
Giant tortoise of Galapagos
You?ve got no one and that?s how it?s been
Listen, George I?ll be your friend

Ten thousand dollars to find you a partner
Its time you stop trying to be a martyr
Sixty to a hundred yet no ones sure
Age is just a number that what I?ve heard
I think its time you became a father
Listen George you don?t have to love her
Come on George step up your game
All the other species are jealous of your name

Oh, Lonesome George
Giant tortoise of Galapagos
You?ve got no one and that?s how it?s been
Listen, George I?ll be your friend