My Girlfriend’s Black (1992)

Sung to My Boyfriend’s Back (1963)

I performed this in Cincinnati for my parents to introduce them to my Black Jewish girlfriend, Pat Ford. I was living in Gaithersburg, Maryland; she, in Washington, DC. We met in Baltimore when she approached me after I had sung several song parodies about Orthodox Jewish life at a Jewish singles lunch.

First, My Boyfriend’s Back by The Angels:

My Girlfriend’s Black (lyrics)

(spoken) I went to sing, and she came to hear me;

She charmed me through word and deed;

But when I crooned off-key,

She laughed until she peed.

My girlfriend’s Black and I’m a lucky bloke;

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

When-I-take her home, my momma’s gonna croak.

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

I know she loves me, she tells me in song;

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

Yeah-her-hair’s kinda kinky and her—schnoz is long.

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

Hey—y-y—my baby’s so good-lookin’,

Who-oo—cares beans about her cookin’?

She’d been a-lookin’ around for ages

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

’Til-her-fingers fumbled through the Orthodox pages.

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

I’m so in love, I could never leave her

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

’Cause I’ve been bitten by jungle fever.

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

Hey-y-y—her bos are far and fewish;

Now-w-w—she likes her baby Jew-ish.

(chorus):

We’re two nuts in one kosher pod, can’tcha see:

(Wa-oooo)

She dee-eep-sixed her brown-eyed boys and her b’lack-eyed peas—

(Wa-oooo)

For green-eyed me!

My girlfriend’s Black like a charcoal ember;

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

Her wit is keen, she’ll abbreviate your member.

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

Hey-y-y-y—she’ll turn your words o’ honey

With—her twisted sense of funny.

(Instrumentals) (Wa-oooo, wa-oooo)

(Instrumentals) (Wa-oooo), wait and see.

My girlfriend’s Black but knows no coloration;

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

Soon, she’ll begin her legal education.

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

She likes things hot, so d’on’t try to burn me;

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

Before you blink, she’ll-be-a hotshot attorney.

(Hey la-a-a-a, hey la-a-a, his girlfriend’s Black)

Hey-y-y—her boys are far and fewish,

Now-w-w—she likes her baby Jew-ish.

(Instrumentals) (Wa-oooo, wa-oooo)

(Instrumentals) (Wa-oooo), wait and see.

My girlfriend’s Black, gonna deviate your septum,

(Instrumentals) (Wa-oooo, wa-oooo)

(Instrumentals) (Wa-oooo), wait and see.

Yeah-h-h-h, my girlfriend’s Black

Well look-out now-w-w (hey-y-y), my girlfriend’s Black

Well I can hear her rappin’ so ya better start a-tappin’ on out now

Yeah-h-h, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

My girlfriend’s Black.

(Hey-y-y, his girlfriend’s Black)

(Hey-y-y, his girlfriend’s Black)

(Hey-y-y, his girlfriend’s Black)

(Hey-y-y, his girlfriend’s Black)

(Hey-y-y, his girlfriend’s Black)