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Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
My
coon
gyal
got
liver
lips
Watermelon
hips
Sips
Sassafras
on
her
melon
ass
Her
hair
feel
like
a
field
of
black
barbed
wire
It's
higher
than
any
bush
I
seen
A
sheen
of
lard
got
it
sparklin'
I
cut
my
fingers
running
through
it
Didn't
mean
to
do
it,
so
we
use
a
blood
fortune
Glossy
lips,
big
bright
red
lips
'gainst
her
Soot
black
skin,
she
kin
to
Amos
'n'
Sambo
Y'all
never
met
a
coon
gyal
befo',
no
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Met
her
first
time
in
the
south
Her
mouth
stretched
all
the
way
from
the
delta
to
the
Mason-Dixon
line
Some
folk
come
tell
me,
say,
uh,
she
should
die
Say
I
should
kill
her
myself
Slit
her
throat,
dig
her
grave
Bury
her
with
the
mensch
like
a
slave
She
was,
uh,
singing
some
gospel
song
Into
the
blue
eyes
of
Jesus
Who
hang
from
her
wall
And
I
swear
I
couldn't
do
it,
y'all
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
They
got
paintings
of
her
up
in
New
York
and
France
Chance
you've
seen
'em
in,
uh,
soul
shops
Cost
more
than
we
got
to
spend
They
painted
her
themselves
Now
little
fancy
porcelain
statues
of
her
Are
sitting
on
fancy
boutique
shelves
They
callin'
it
coon
art
now
How
you
think
she
got
to
be
so
great
Movies
and
a
musicals
and
on
Broadway
Using
her
sweet
toilet
breath
tone
Talkin'
'bout
this
and
that
and
they
They
made
her
big
and
fat
and
black
To
sell
pancake
flour
and
oatmeal
But
they
ain't
make
her
real
And
now
she
turning
a
penny
profit
for
the
man
I
say,
can
she
ever
die?
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
I
put
down
my
gun
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
I
sent
her
marching
down
7th
Avenue
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
May
not
be
real
but
she
true
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
She
Miss
America
to
me
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Pickin'
anyways,
apron
and
all
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
I
sent
her
marching
down
7th
Avenue
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
May
not
be
real
but
she
true
Scorned
gyal
and
coon
Yeah,
she
true
She
Miss
America
to
me
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