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If you got a place where the grass is green |
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and the sky is blue and the air is clean |
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and you got a church but you never go |
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that's a white people thing |
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that's a white people thing. |
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If you know your neighbours |
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and you neighbour is good |
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and you like your neighbour |
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and your neighbourhood |
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and you shake his hand |
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and you say hello |
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that's a white people thing |
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that's a white people thing. |
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It's so nice to live in the suburb |
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where white is the absence of colour |
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don't look for a brother |
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or bother a mother |
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who hopes exclusively wry |
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that's a white people thing! |
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When you see a neighbour |
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when you walk at night |
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and you're not affraid |
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cause his face is right |
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but you carry a gun |
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cause you never know |
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that's a white people thing |
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that's a white people thing! |
