Hey, Billy Don't Be a Florio: I know you've never claimed to be the world's greatest speller, but "Cinamen"?




wow, I dont know how I did that one....I think Im being absent minded today...I almost left my car parked for the day with my key still in the ignition and running...


anyway: "Cinnamon"

I always assumed "Jungle Love" by the Steve Miller Band was about black girls, but the lyrics are inconclusive.

Black Chick, White Guy by Kid Rock
Black Country Woman by Led Zeppelin
Brown Sugar by The Rolling Stones
Mick Jagger wrote the lyrics about Claudia Lennear, one of Ike Turner's backup singers (Ikettes) who he had an affair with. They met when The Stones toured with Turner in 1969.
Sweet Black Angel by The Rolling Stones
This is about Angela Davis, a black radical who was arrested, but eventually acquitted, of aiding a courtroom escape in 1970 in which 4 people died. She was the vice-presidential candidate on the US Communist party ticket in 1980.
Sweet Georgia Brown by Brother Bones And His Shadows
This is famous as the theme song of the Harlem Globetrotters basketball team, who officially adopted it in 1952. They use it often for their "Magic Circles" when the players stand in a circle and pass around the ball, displaying their impressive techniques and dexterity.  The original version had lyrics that were about a black prostitute. Many people and groups have covered this with lyrics, including Bing Crosby, Louis Armstrong, Ella Fitzgerald, The Beatles, and The Grateful Dead, and the lyrics seem to vary by cover

A long black woman in a cool dress by The Hollies, oh darn, that's A Long cool woman in a black dress.

Well, at least you said the song was by the Hollies...  :  )
Most people seem to think that song was done by Creedence (just ask!)

A long black woman in a cool dress by The Hollies, oh darn, that's A Long cool woman in a black dress.

Hey....I thought Creedence did that song....

Just kidding.......but know how many people think that?...

it sounds like a CCR song...alot of people do mess it up...but those people arent real fans lol

Hello, I love You-The Doors

Morrison wrote it after seeing a black woman/girl walking on the beach in LA.  Hence the lyric,
"Do you hope to make her see you, fool?
Do you hope to pluck this dusky jewel?"

Duran Duran - - "Hungry Like the Wolf"

Even though it doesn't specifically mention that he is white, I would suspect that Lady Marmalade, originally by Patty LaBelle is written from the point of view of a white man, so it may fit. 

Even though it doesn't specifically mention that he is white, I would suspect that Lady Marmalade, originally by Patty LaBelle is written from the point of view of a white man, so it may fit. 


Oh yes....  "Touching her skin feeling silky smooth, color of cafe of lait"
                  "Gitchee, gitchee, here...Mocha chocolate yeah"

There is also Brother Louie by Stories

Any material by Michael Jackson.
Autobiographical? Even better!


...shh, I'm riding on Spaff's humour coattails...

Violent Femmes (white guys) did a song called "Black Girls" ("I dig the black girls, oh so much more than the white girls").

There's "Black Betty," which, although written by Leadbelly, was a Top 20 hit in the 70s for Ram Jam (white guys) and has also been done by Tom Jones (white) and U2 (off-white).
xoxox
Spaff


Spiderbait, one of the best Australian bands only recently did a very good cover of "Black Betty"

Black Chick, White Guy - Kid Rock

"When I Was Young" by the Animals

"I met my first love at Thirteen
She was brown, and I was pretty green
And I learned quite a lot
When I was young"

Sounds like you have covered most of the "known" songs but there are many with hidden inuendos about interracial get togethers. Black with white is considered taboo and thus making it more interesting. This is a HOT subject that fascinates everyone whether they'll admit or not is another story...Don't get me started....

Forgot   Original Sin by INXS

Inxs Original Sin lyrics

You might know of the original sin
And you might know how to play with fire
But did you know of the murder committed
In the name of love--yeah
You thought what a pity

Dream on white boy
Dream on black girl
Then wake up to a brand new day
To find your dreams are washed away

There was a time when I did not care
And there was a time when the facts did stare
There is a dream and held by me
Well I'm sure you had to see
It's up in arms

Dream on white boy
Dream on black girl
Then wake up to a brand new day
To find your dreams are washed away

You might know of the original sin
And you might know how to play with fire
But did you know of the murder committed
In the name of love--yeah
You thought what a pity

Dream on white boy
Dream on black girl
Then wake up to a brand new day

Dream on black boy
Dream on white girl
Then wake up to a brand new day
To find your dreams are washed away

Play with fire
White boy black girl
In the name of love
White boy black girl
Black boy white girl
In the name of love--yeah
You thought what a pity
Original sin

There's one by the Violent Femmes on their Add It Up compilation release.  The title of the song is ironically named "Black Girls"

Julie

Oops, sorry.  Only saw three messages before I posted.  Didn't realize that there were 30 previous messages and two other mentions of the Violent Femmes song.  I guess it just means that the Violent Femmes are such a cool band, they needed more than just one mention.  ;)

RICKY MARTIN
Living La Vida Loca

She's into superstition
black cats and voodoo dolls
I've got a premonition
this girl's go make me fall
She's into new sensation
new kicks and candle light
she's got a new addiction
for every day and night

She'll make you take your clothes off
and go dancing in the rain
she'll make you live the crazy life
and take away your pain
like a bullet to your brain

upside inside out
she's living la Vida loca
she'll push and pull you down
she's living la Vida loca
her lips are devil red
and her skins the color mocha
she will wear you out
she's living la Vida loca
living la vida loca

woke up in New York City
in a funky cheap hotel
she took my heart and she took my money
she must of slipped me a sleeping pill

she never takes the water
she makes you order French Champaign
and once you had a taste of her
you'll never be the same
she'll make you go insain

upside inside out
she's living la Vida loca
she'll push and pull you down
she's living la Vida loca
her lips are devil red
and her skins the color mocha
she will wear you out
she's living la Vida loca
living la vida loca

She'll make you take your clothes off
and go dancing in the rain
she'll make you live the crazy life
and take away your pain
like a bullet to your brain

upside inside out
she's living la Vida loca
she'll push and pull you down
she's living la Vida loca
her lips are devil red
and her skins the color mocha
she will wear you out
she's living la Vida loca
living la Vida loca
living la vida loca

Sounds like you have covered most of the "known" songs but there are many with hidden inuendos about interracial get togethers. Black with white is considered taboo and thus making it more interesting. This is a HOT subject that fascinates everyone whether they'll admit or not is another story...Don't get me started....


Enrique is considered white-hispanic.  Some may remember that when Enrique released the original video for Bailamos, he was singing to a pretty curly haired black girl, whom he gave chase to in the video.  However, when Enrique became mainstream in the US, the video was re-made with a white-hispanic girl.


Enrique Iglasias
Bailamos

Esta noche bailamos
Te doy toda mi vida
Quedate conmigo
Tonight we dance
I leave my life, in your hands
We take the floor
Nothing is forbidden anymore

Don’t let the world dim my sight
Don’t let a moment go by
Nothing can stop us tonight
1-bailamos, let the rhythm take you over
Bailamos
Te quiero amor mio, bailamos
Gonna live this night forever
Bailamos
Te quiero amor mio, te quiero

Tonight I’m yours
We can make it happen I’m so sure
Now I’m letting go
There is something I think you should know
I won’t be leaving your side
We’re gonna dance through the night
I’m gonna reach for the stars

(repeat 1)

(whoa, oh oh oh) tonight we dance
(whoa, oh oh oh) like no tomorrow
(whoa oh oh oh) if you will stay with me
Te quiero, mi amor
Quedate conmigo, esta noche
Quedate mi cielo
(repeat 1, 1...como te quiero (6))



Enrique decides to try again with a pretty-lipped sexy black girl (KELIS) in Not In Love, which, by the way, gets no play on the radio where I am.  I just love that forbidden interracial tension,  poor fellah.  The race games mankind has made makes us uncomfortable to be free.


Enrique Iglasias
Not In Love (featuring Kelis)

Are you ready?

You call me on the phone
I act like nothings going on
We're drivng in my car
I pretend that you don't turn me on
Ah ah ah you sexy thing
Yeah you know it yeah
Ah ah ah you move around now you show it

I'm not in love
It's just a faze that i'm going through
I'm always looking for something new
But don't go running away

It's almost 3am
I'm hoping that you don't let go
You're moving in so close
I'm trying not to lose control
Ah ah ah you sexy thing
Yeah you know it yeah
Ah ah ah
You move around now you show it (come on)

I'm not in love
It's just a faze that i'm going through
I'm always looking for something new
Don't go running away
Oh i'm not in love
I try to tell myself all the time
I just can't help how i feel tonight
So don't go running away yeah

I'm not in love (yeah yeah)
I'm not in love
I'm not in love (give it to me now)
I'm not in love (break it down)
Ah ah ah you sexy thing
Yeah you know it ah ah ah
You move around yeah you show it

The Afgan Whigs
"White Trash Party"

Honey yer junkie ass is fryin
Honey why don't you stop yer whinin
Yer barn door opens & you don't say black
The sidewalk swallows don't you step up on the crack
Hhhhhhoney i know what worth was waiting for
You got yer white coat mama
You got yer heart of soul
I see some crucifixion behind those two eyeholes
Gonna take yer white trash home
Better take yer white trash home
I see yer hardon for the black girl
Keep yer bloody hands off me
Take me to your white trash party
Leave me swinging from a tree

There's a song called "One Shade of Love" by Martin, a "blue-eyed soul" singer. It talks about the attitudes of those who disapprove, dismisses them ("they can keep their opinions/we'll never let it bring us down/cause they will still be searching for all the love that we've already found") and while it never gets too overt ("If ever there's any question/she looks at me with those big brown eyes/and then I'm all right") I think it's pretty clear. Nice song. As a white man who loves a black woman, I'm always on the lookout for things that celebrate relationships like ours without wasting too much sturm und drang on those who disapprove -- we tend to believe that if you look for trouble, you can usually find it, but we've rarely been made to feel uncomfortable because we don't presume that anyone who looks at us disapproves of us being together.

And while "Hungry Like The Wolf" doesn't lyrically spell out anything about the race of the woman in the song, the video does feature a black woman.

Qapla'

SSB

GINO VANELLI
Mama Coco

Mama coco hey you’re lookin heavy
Mama coco ho you’re lookin’ good
Mama coco yes I’ve been getting hungry

Mama coco feed me woman food
I don’t have fancy shacks or multi-colored cadillacs
But I have three months of loneliness
So mama have a drink relax
Mama mama so glad to have you here

I love you mama coco
Mama coco such anticipation
Mama coco mam you’re blowin’ my mind
Mama coco I’m just a male caucasian
Mama coco I’m virgin to your kind

Now don’t get paranoid
I ain’t a horny little mongoloid
All I wanna have is a little bit of love and joy

Mama mama so glad to have you here
I love you mama coco
Mama mama so glad to have you here
I love you mama coco

Black Bird (the Beatles) was inspired by black women in the civil rights movement.

Tanya

"Why can't we be friends?"

-Smashmouth

"The color, the color of your skin don't matter to me, as long as we can live in harmony..."

Eminem
Encore
"Yellow Brick Road"



What we have to do is deal with it when these idividuals are young enough. If you wish to be saved, not in a religious sense but not to constitute what this country at times calls if or which over. We seem to be approaching an age of the gross. We all have this idea that we should move up from our parents station and each generation should do a little bit better.


Come on, let's cut the bullsheesh enough
Let's get it started, let's start addressing this issue and open it up
Let's take this sheesh back to bassmint
And we can disscuss statements thats made on this tape
And its whole origin of the music that we all know and love
The music that we all enjoy the music you all accuse me of tryna destroy
Let's rewind it to 89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit
Crossin 8 Mile in the border in the hate territory
I'd like to share a story, this is my story and cant no body tell it for me
You will well inform me, I am well aware that I don't belong here
You've made that perfectly clear, I get my ass kicked damn near everywhere
From Bel-Air shopping center just for stopping in there
From the black side all the way to the white side
Okay there's a bright side a day that I might slide
You may call it a past I call it haulin my ass
Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks
Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks
Them good old notorious oh well known tracks


Come on lets go back
Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
I once used to call home sweet home


I roam the streets so much they call me a drifter
Sometimes I stick up a thumb just to hitch hike
Just to get picked up to get me a lift to 8 mile and van dike
And steal a god damn bike from somebody's backyard
And drop it off at the park that was the half way mark
To meet Kim had to walk back to her mama's them dramas after dark
To sneak me in the house when I'm kicked out my mom's
Thats about the time I first met Proof when poof he'd carry on the set
Set eyes born in and out some flyers, he was doin some talent shows
At center line, I had told him to stop by and check this out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind shook his head like white boys dont know how to rhyme
I spit out a line and rhymed birthday with first place
And we both had the same rhymes that sound alike
We was on the same sheesh that Big Daddy Kane sheesh with compound syllables sound combined
From that day we was down to ride somehow we knew we'd meet again somewhere down the line


Come on lets go back
Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
I once used to call home sweet home


My first year in 9th grade, can't forget that day at school
It was cool till your man MC Sham came through
And said that Boom was the brain cuz the clan makes troops
It was rumors but man god damned they flew
Musta been true because man we done banned they shoes
I had the new ones the Cool J, Ice land swayed too
And we just through them in the trash like they yesterday's news
Guess who came through next, X clam debut
Professor X and glorious exists in a state of red, black, and green
With a key sissies now with this bein a new trend
We don't fit in crackas is out with Cactus albums
Blackness is in, African symbols and medallions
Represents black power and we ain't know what it meant
Me and my man Howard and ??? would go to the mall with 'em
All over our necks like we're showin 'em off not knowin at all
We was bein laughed at you ain't even half black
You ain't supposed to have that homie let me grab that
And that Flavor Flave clock we gon' have to snatch that
All I remember is meetin back at Manix's basement
How we hate this, How racist but dope the x-clan tape is
Which reminds me back in 89 me and Kim broke up for the first time
She was tryna two time me and there was this black girl
At our school who thought I was cool cuz I rapped so she was kinda eyein me
And oh the irony guess what her name was ain't even gon' say it plus
The same color hair as hers was and blue contacts and a pair of jugs
The bombest god damn girl in our whole school if I could pull it
Not only would I become more popular but I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time
But it backfired I was supposed to dump her but she dumped me for this black guy
And thats the last I ever seen or heard or spoke to the oh foolish pride girl
But I've heard people say they heard the tape and it ain't that bad
But it was I singled out a whole race and for that apologize
I was wrong cuz no matter what color a girl is she still a


Come on lets go back
Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
I once used to call home sweet home