It Ain't Easy Being White (part 2)
Let's do a blues song now, blues, yeah.
I'm of Caucasian ancestry
A person of pallor, that's me.
It ain't easy being white, it ain't easy being white.
That's why I walk with my buns tight,
It ain't easy being white.
Poetry to me is Moon and June
The godfather of soul was Pat Boone.
It ain't easy being white, it ain't easy being white.
I ain't hard to excite,
It ain't easy being white.
I feel bad when I feel good,
Is that the blues? No it isn't.
What I have is Protestantism.
I feel so inadequate, it's a shame.
When my partner gets excited
She calls out her own name.
It ain't easy being white, it ain't easy being white.
I get high on Diet Sprite,
But it ain't easy being white.
It ain't easy being white, it ain't easy being white.
Ricky Blue, he can wail, he's a pale male.
With me it's always doggy style
Whenever I go to bed.
I sit up and beg,
She rolls over and plays dead.
It ain't easy being white, it ain't easy being white.
That ain't polite
It ain't easy being white.
Being 45 years old,
Is making me depressed,
So I think of myself as 39 U.S.
It ain't easy being white, it ain't easy being white.
That's right,
It ain't easy being white.