Donald Fagen — Out of the Ghetto

You've come a long way baby From wealth and food stamp lines You're moving on up And leaving poverty behind You've had a good education And seen the best of the schools But when you take a drink The ghetto comes out of you I took you out of the ghetto (I took you out of the ghetto) I took you out of the ghetto (I took you out of the ghetto) I took you out of the ghetto (I took you out of the ghetto) But I could not get that ghetto out of you You're a foxy lady Your mamma had a beautiful child You're built like a brick house And that's no lie When we go to the disco You drive the fellas wild When you shake your booty Ghetto style I took you out of the ghetto (I took you out of the ghetto) I took you out of the ghetto (I took you out of the ghetto) I took you out of the ghetto (I took you out of the ghetto) But I could not get that ghetto out of you You're a hunk of raw sugar Got some real sweet hips Your love, your love, your love Is like a honey drip Your roots are in the mean streets That'll never change Ghetto mamma Stay the same I took you out of the ghetto (I took you out of the ghetto) I took you out of the ghetto (I took you out of the ghetto) I took you out of the ghetto (I took you out of the ghetto) But I could not get that ghetto out of you Ghetto mamma, don't you change Ghetto mamma, stay the same Ghetto mamma, don't you change Ghetto mamma, stay the same Ghetto mamma, don't you change Ghetto mamma, stay the same Ghetto mamma, don't you change Ghetto mamma, stay the same Ghetto mamma, don't you change Ghetto mamma, stay the same