Too late It's 3spooky

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