Little Pearl She was this girl Her thoughts and notions in a whirl This girl, Pearl She was pretty quick Found her stick Filled it thick with...
Black sugar shit
Ole black glasses Spoonful molasses Drinking wine Killing time
Burn it black with a candle All bent at the handle Devil spit Makes Pearl Sick
Black sugar shit
She had a name Her name's insane A little maid picks away at her brain To much disdain Her brain remained To think thoughts all axe and mame and Black sugar shit
Black sugar
I live inside...
Off with their heads For I'm staying in bed I'm sick of that blackbird That shark's in my head