| Have a seat and listen,
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| Please don’t say a thing.
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| In matters of the heart sometimes,
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| The truth will have a sting.
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| Just don’t take it personally:
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| This is no attack.
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| But we will never last, because I’m white
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| And you are… also white.
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| I only like black girls, the brown girls, the café au lait.
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| Oh, caramel girls and mocha girls just blow me away.
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| If you’re a nubian,
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| I want you to be in
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| Every fantasy,
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| But if you’re a whitey,
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| Say nighty-nighty,
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| You’re just not the girl for me.
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| Oh, I hate vanilla ice cream, I like chocolate instead.
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| I hope she likes her soul food with a little Wonder Bread.
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| Don’t call it Jungle Fever, 'cause that just isn’t right.
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| I am not a racist: some of my best friends are white.
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| I just prefer black girls, the brown girls, the café au lait.
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| Oh, caramel girls and mocha girls just blow me away.
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| If you’re a cracker,
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| You better get blacker,
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| Or else you best get out.
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| It is no mystery,
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| I like a sister, see,
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| That’s what I’m talkin' about.
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| Our wedding song will be «Ebony and Ivory»,
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| And we’ll sing Christmas carols 'round the old Kwanza tree.
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| But color is not the issue here: it’s dignity, it’s class.
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| It’s all about her heart. | 
| … OK, it’s partly about that ass!
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| I want me some black girl, the brown girl, the café au lait.
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| Oh, caramel girls and mocha girls just blow me away.
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| If you’re a honkey,
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| You’re singin' the wrong key,
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| It’s the honest truth.
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| The skin that she’s dwellin' in
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| Must contain melanin:
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| That is the Fountain of Youth.
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| Thomas Jefferson.
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| Robert DeNiro.
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| David Bowie.
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| To a certain extent… Ted Dansen.
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| Strom Thurmond! | 
| Strom Thurmond! | 
| Yeeeahh… |