Out of the Ghetto - Donald Fagen

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

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

Ghetto mamma, don’t you change

Ghetto mamma, stay the same