Black Boys On The Corner

What you do man?
I think I'm going down the corner

One of the black boys said
"I need none of your pity"
It's your mama that don't like you loose in the city
But stick about, take note
Take a tip, take no backlip
Come a closer let me see you snap your fingertip

'Cause standing on the corner just might suit you
Or maybe baby there's something else that you wanna do
I like a rolling dice, nice
I like a shooting pool, hey that's cool

I'm a little black boy and I don't know my place
I'm a little black boy and I just threw my ace
I'm a little black boy, recognize the face

One of the black boys said
"I'm a giving a warning"
"People been putting me down"
"I'm so tired I'm yawning"

A new suit, pretty boots to boot
And I'm feeling slick
Gonna go to town, look around
And pull a chick

Of course standing on the corner just might suit you
Or maybe baby there's something else that you wanna do
I like playing poker, joker
I like to back a race, ace

I'm a little black boy and I don't know my proper place
I'm a little black boy, get my head in its space
I'm a little black boy and I just play my bass
I'm a little black boy and I just threw my spades
I'm a little black boy, recognize the face
I'm a little black boy
I'm a little black boy



Credits
Writer(s): Philip Parris Lynott
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