One black girl wore her hair in back-
She didn't have money to get it done...
She would always take taxis downtown to the store to get soda in this regard...
She'd come to me for simple things,
A dollar here or there...
But I made myself available
For the more heavy duty necessities...
Frozen dinner or maybe iced coffee,
And she brought me a sweet fresh crescent roll...
But, finally,
It got out of hand,
And I had to end this-
whats yours is mine,
whats mine is yours...
One black girl wore her hair in back-
She didn't have money to get it done.

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