Black fella talkin to a white fella: Dear white fella, when I'm born I'm black. When I grow up I'm black. When I'm cold I'm black. When I go in the sun I'm black. When I'm sick I'm black, and when I die I am STILL black.
And you white fellas, you're born pink, you grow up white, when you're cold you're blue, when you're in the sun your red, when you're sick you're green and when you die you turn grey... and you call ME colored!
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An expert is an ordinary fella away from home.
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In my book (he has), but guess what? My book don't mean much, ... I don't know. That's why you have to defer to the big fella, who's supposed to make those decisions. I don't get paid to make those decisions.
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