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They used to call him N*gger Boy when he was but a tyke So he grew up to be an angry young man They said "Run now, N*gger Boy" at football games in high school He grew up to be an angry young man. If they'd called him a mother or a neighbor or a cousin Then the would would be less one angry young man But they called him little N*gger Boy when he was but a tyke So he grew up to be an angry young man They called him little white trash when he went down to the schoolyard So he grew up to be an ignorant man They said "Hey little white trash! You ain't got no shoes on" So he grew up to be an ignorant man If they'd called him a mother or a neighbor or a cousin Then the would would be less one ignorant man But they called him little little white trash when he was but a tyke So he grew up to be an ignorant man A-ding dang Hey ho! A-ding dang Hey ho! A-ding dang Hey ho! No matter where you are, there you go! They called him Michael the liar when he was but a tyke So he grew up to be an incarcerated man They said "Hey little liar, we're gonna fill your mouth with dishsoap" He grew up to be an incarcerated man If they'd called him a mother or a neighbor or a cousin Then the would would be less one incarcerated man But they called him little little white trash when he was but a tyke So he grew up to be an incarcerated man But they called Michael a liar when he was but a tyke So he grew up to be an incarcerated man. A-ding dang Hey ho! A-ding dang Hey ho! A-ding dang Hey ho! No matter where you are, there you go! They used to call him faggot because they didn't like his hairstyle He grew up to be a bitter young man "They said, "Hey little faggot, we're gonna get you're ass in dodgeball." So he grew up to be a bitter young man If they'd called him a mother or a neighbor or a cousin Then the would would be less one bitter young man But they called him little faggot 'cause they didn't like his hairstyle So he grew up to be an bitter young man But they called Michael a liar when he was but a tyke So he grew up to be an bitter young man A-ding dang Hey ho! A-ding dang Hey ho! A-ding dang Hey ho! No matter where you are, there you go! |