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88 lines
1.6 KiB
Plaintext
88 lines
1.6 KiB
Plaintext
I like sugar
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And I like tea.
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But I don't like niggers,
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Yes sir-ree.
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There's two lone things
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That'll make me puke.
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That's a hog eatin' slop
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And a big black spook.
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You know it,
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Cuz I show it.
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Like a barnyard rooster I crow it!
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And the N double ACP
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Would sure like to get ahold of
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nigger hatin' me.
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Roses are red
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And violets are blue
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And niggers are black.
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You know that's true.
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But, they don't mind,
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Cause what the heck?
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You gotta be black
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To get a welfare check.
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And I'm broke,
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No joke.
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I ain't got a nickle
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For a coke.
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And I ain't black, you see
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So Uncle Sam won't help
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Poor nigger hatin' me.
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Jiggaboo, jiggaboo,
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Where are you?
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"Iz here in da woodpile
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Watchin' you."
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Jiggaboo, jigaboo
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Come out!
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"Nawsir, Iz scared o' de white man
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Way down south."
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You know it,
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Cuz I show it.
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Stick your black head out
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And I'll blow it.
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And the N double ACP
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Can't keep you away from
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Little ole nigger hatin' me.
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Mirror, mirror
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On the wall,
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Who is the blackest
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Of them all?
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A man named King,
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and there ain't no doubt.
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And he's causing lots of trouble
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With his baboon mouth.
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The ruin he's a-doin'
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Is caused by the trouble
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He's a-brewin'.
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And the N double ACP
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Can't win if the white men stick
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With nigger hatin' me.
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Hey, Mr. President,
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What do you say?
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When are we whites
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Going to have our day?
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The niggers had theirs
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Such a long, long time.
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I'm a white, and it's time
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That I have mine.
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You know it,
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Cause I show it.
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Stick your black head out
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And I'll blow it.
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And the N double ACP
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Can't win if the white men stick
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With nigger hatin' me.
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Nigger hatin' me…
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Nigger hatin' me…
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Nigger hatin' me…
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Nigger hatin' me.
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