LotusSong
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The thread about chocolate dominas curves reminded me of these songs from Hair from WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY back in the 60’s. Enjoy :) (equal time given) Three of the women in the Tribe (hippy communes referred to themselves tribes too) sing the virtues of "Black Boys," and are countered by three blond-wigged Supreme-lookalikes with "White Boys" http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/hair/blackboys.htm Song: Black Boys Lyrics Black boys are delicious Chocolate flavored love Licorice lips like candy Keep my cocoa handy I have such a sweet tooth When it comes to love Once I tried a diet Of quiet, rest, no sweets But I went nearly crazy And I went clearly crazy Because I really craved for My chocolate flavored treats Black boys are nutritious Black boys fill me up Black boys are so damn yummy They satisfy my tummy I have such a sweet tooth When it comes to love Black black black black black black black black Black boys http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/hair/whiteboys.htm Song: White Boys Lyrics White boys are so pretty Skin as smooth as milk White boys are so pretty Hair like Chinese silk White boys give me goose bumps White boys give me chills When they touch my shoulder That's the touch that kills Well, my momma calls 'em lilies I call 'em Piccadillies My daddy warns me stay away I say come on out and play White boys are so groovy White boys are so tough Every time that they're near me I just can't get enough White boys are so pretty White boys are so sweet White boys drive me crazy Drive me indiscreet White boys are so sexy Legs so long and lean Love those sprayed-on trousers Love the love machine My brother calls 'em rubble That's my kind of trouble My daddy warns me "no no no" But I say "White boys go go go" White boys are so lovely Beautiful as girls I love to run my fingers And toes through all their curls Give me a tall A lean A sexy A sweet A pretty A juicy White boy
< Message edited by LotusSong -- 6/19/2007 9:36:25 AM >
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