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My girl is the queen of the savages
She don't know the modern world
And its ravages
Instead of money she's
Got yams and cabbages
She lives in a dome
I don't care if I never get home
My girl is the queen of the jungle folk
You should see the things
We see when we smoke
We think all of life is a funny joke
She's sharp as a tack
I don't care if I never get back
My girl is the queen of ten villages
We live on the fruits
Of her pillages
She eats other queens,
She's very religious
She doesn't use a fork
I don't think I'll go back to New York