WHITE GIRL

She can't go out at night

Cos the music's too bright

And the lights burn her eyes

She'd rather stay at home

On the floor gettin' stoned

While life passes her by

She could have been someone

She could have been some fun

But she'd rather be a white girl

Her life is such a mess

She wants a new address

She's hopin' for a place in the next world

Chorus

White girl, white girl

Don't you want more?

Fight, little white girl

Fightin' for more

White girl, white girl

Down on the floor

It ain't right little white girl

But you want more and more and more

Her hair ain't too clean

She got stains on her jeans

She got a nasty cough

She's spent hundreds of rands

And the marks on her hands

They won't come off

Chorus

White girl, white girl

Don't you want more?

Fight, little white girl

Fightin' for more

White girl, white girl

Down on the floor

It ain't right little white girl

But you want more and more and more and more and more

©Mathie 1991

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