Stephen Lynch Vanilla Ice Cream Lyrics

Have a seat and listen,

Please don’t say a thing.

In matters of the heart sometimes,

The truth will have a sting.

Just don’t take it personally:

This is no attack.

But we will never last, because I’m white

And you are… also white.

I only like black girls, the brown girls, the café au lait.

Oh, caramel girls and mocha girls just blow me away.

If you’re a nubian,

I want you to be in

Every fantasy,

But if you’re a whitey,

Say nighty-nighty,

You’re just not the girl for me.

Oh, I hate vanilla ice cream, I like chocolate instead.

I hope she likes her soul food with a little Wonder Bread.

Don’t call it Jungle Fever, ’cause that just isn’t right.

I am not a racist: some of my best friends are white.

I just prefer black girls, the brown girls, the café au lait.

Oh, caramel girls and mocha girls just blow me away.

If you’re a cracker,

You better get blacker,

Or else you best get out.

It is no mystery,

I like a sister, see,

That’s what I’m talkin’ about.

Our wedding song will be “Ebony and Ivory”,

And we’ll sing Christmas carols ’round the old Kwanza tree.

But color is not the issue here: it’s dignity, it’s class.

It’s all about her heart. … OK, it’s partly about that ass!

I want me some black girl, the brown girl, the café au lait.

Oh, caramel girls and mocha girls just blow me away.

If you’re a honkey,

You’re singin’ the wrong key,

It’s the honest truth.

The skin that she’s dwellin’ in

Must contain melanin:

That is the Fountain of Youth.

Thomas Jefferson.

Robert DeNiro.

David Bowie.

To a certain extent… Ted Dansen.

Strom Thurmond!! Strom Thurmond!! Yeeeahh…