[spoken)
He looked my way, and he hung around,
And treated me really nice
But when my parents found out 'bout him
Such tears, bring, in currents cold as ice

[sung: HER PARENTS:]

Your boyfriend's black? We just don't know how you coulda'
(Grandma, Grandpa, of kids half-black)
Dear, you're bein' dumb, 'n are you totally meshuge?
(Get her a shrink; the poor girl's wack)
Hoped you'd find yourself a modern Mark Spitz **
(Swim-ming's OK, not field and track)
Not hang in bars, but attend his son's Bar Mitz'
(I think I had... a heart attack)

Wished: a Jewish boy who's gentle
Not... some pimped-out Continental™

Rap sheet long? What *was* his last crime?
(Shoplift? Assault? A car, hijack?)
And live in shack? No daught-er of mine!
(He wants one thing: to feel your rack)
You're gonna be sorry you were ever "kissed"
(Oy vay, oy vay, her boyfriend's black!)
'Cause it's kinda long, and it ain't been brissed
(All night, all day: flat on your back)

Scrimped... for years; it's so pathetic
Him: a scholarship, athletic
Did you not think how your poor mother cries?
He's a grown man now; it's too late to circumcise
Plait hair, he?

We've kept the faith unto the thousandth generation
(Some day, nab him; in jail, they'll lock)
Our son-in-law, we hoped: physician's education
(My Son, The Doc, my daughter's Doc!)

Yeah, he must deal crack
Or maybe, a little smack ***

Best end for this drama:
May he be the next Obama
(Half-white kid? eh, oh, what the hey?)
So, money, lack
But our blessings: both of you...