Black Girls

I dig the black girls Oh so much more than the white girls I was so pleased to learn they were faster C'est, c'est, c'est vous I'm after All comes a faggot white boy Said, "Look, look, look first kind of joy" They come around so queer and quiet As I rebel and riot Shall I dig the white boys? All so much more that the black boys I was so pleased to learn they're not smarter Go on, give, give, give it to me harder, harder, harder, just say harder You know I love the Lord of Hosts The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost I was so pleased to learn that He's inside me In my time of trouble He will hide me I dig the black girls I dig the black girls I dig the black girls I dig the black girls