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Come to my door, baby |
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Face is clean and shining black as night |
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My mother went to answer |
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You know that you looked so fine |
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Now, I could understand your tears and your shame |
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She called you 'Boy' instead of your name |
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When she wouldn't let you inside |
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When she turned and said, "But honey, he's not our kind" |
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She says I can't see you any more, baby |
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Can't see you anymore |
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Walk me down to school, baby |
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Everybody's acting deaf and blind |
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Until they turn and say |
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Why don't you stick to your own kind |
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My teachers all laugh, they smirk and stare |
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Cuttin' deep down in our affair |
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Preachers of equality, think they believe it |
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Then why won't they just let us be? |
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They say I can't see you anymore, baby |
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Can't see you anymore |
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One of these days I'm gonna stop my listenin' |
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Gonna raise my head up high |
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One of these days I'm gonna raise my glistenin' |
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Wings and fly |
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But that day will have to wait for awhile |
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Baby, I'm only a society's child |
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When we're older things may change |
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But for now this is the way they must remain |
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I say, I can't see you any more, baby |
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Can't see you anymore |
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No, I don't wanna see you any more, baby |