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I like sugar, and I like tea
But I don't like niggers, no siree!
There's two known things that'll make me puke
That's a hog eatin' slop, and a big, black spook

You know it, cause I show it,
Like a barn-yard rooster I crow it
And the N Double A CP
Would sure like to get a hold of nigger-hatin' me.

Roses are red, and violet's are blue
And nigger's are black, you know that's true
But they don't mind, cause what the heck
You gotta be black to get a welfare check

And I'm broke, no joke
I ain't got a nickel for a coke,
And I ain't black, you see
So Uncle Sam won't help poor nigger-hatin' me.

Jig-A-Boo, jig-a-boo, where are you?
I's here in the woodpile...watchin' you
Jig-A-Boo, jig-a-boo, come out!
No! Cause I'm scared of the white man way down South

You know it, cause I show it.
Stick your black head out and I'll blow it!
And the N Double A CP
Can't keep you away from little old nigger-hatin' me!

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the blackest of them all?
A man named King, and there ain't no doubt
That he's causin' lots of trouble with his baboon mouth.

Brewin'...he's a doin'
It's caused by the trouble he's a-brewin'
And the N Double A CP
Can't win if the white men stick with nigger-hatin' me!

Hey, Mr. President! What do you say?
When are we whites gonna have our day?
The nigger's had theirs such a long, long time
I'm white, and it's time that I had mine!

You know it, cause I show it
Stick your black head out and I'll blow it!
And the N Double A CP
Can't win if the white man sticks with nigger-hatin' me

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