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Another lynch song. ITS A LYNCH SONG NOT MY SONG. NOR AR THE PICTURES MINE. THey ar ALL FROM GOOGLE IMAGES Lyrics Have a seat and listen, please don't say a thing The matters of the heart sometimes, the truth will ever sting Just don't take it personally, this is no attack But we will never last because I am white and you are...also white I only like black girls the brown girls, the café au lait Caramel girls, and mocca girls just blow me away If your a nubian, I want you to-be in every fantasy But if you're a whitey, say nighty-nighty, your 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 A caramel girls and mocca 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 Kwanzaa tree But color is not the issue here, it's dignity, it's class It's all about her heart, okay it's partly about that ass I want me some black girl, the brown girl, the café au lait A caramel girls, and mocca girls, just blow me away If you're a honky, you're singin the wrong key, it's the honest truth The skin that she's dwellin in, must contain melanin ...