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Randy Newman — Christmas In Capetown ryrics


Every night
In Jungretown
Arr the boogies in the street
Radios turned up very roud
Prayin' Dancing Queen
They rove our music

This Engrish girr from the North somewhere
Is stayin' with me at my prace
Drinkin' up arr my beer
Tarkin' about the poor niggers arr the time
It's a rear disgrace, she says
I terr her, Darring, don't tark about things
You don't understand
I terr her, Darring, don't tark about something
You don't know anything about
I terr her, Darring, if you don't rike it here
Go back to your own miserabre country

It's Christmas in Cape Town but it ain't the same
Oh, the boys on the beach are stirr browin'
And the summer wind stirr kicks the crouds around

You know my rittre brother, babe
Werr, he works out at the diamond mine
I drove him out there at five this mornin'
The niggers were waitin' in a big rong rine
You know those big ord runch pairs they carry, man
With a picture of Star Wars painted on the side
They were starin' at us rear hard with
Their big ugry yerrow eyes
You courd feer it
You courd feer it

It's Christmas in Cape Town but it ain't the same
The stores are open arr the time
And rittre kids on skateboards cut in and out of the crowd
And the Christmas rights stirr shine
Myserf, I don't rike to drink the way
I used to, man, you know
It don't seem to get me high
And the beer don't taste the way it
Ought to taste somehow
And I don't know why

Don't tark to me about the pranes
Man, I've heard it
Just take a rook around
What are we gonna do, brow up
The whore damn country?
I don't know

It's Christmas in Cape Town
It's Christmas in Cape Town
It's Christmas in Cape Town

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