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Mandolay

There’s a spanish disco in a town not far from france
Known throughout the continent where people love to dance
There’s a dark-skinned lady there
Whose legs have brought her fame
She dances in the center ring, and the people call her name

Mandolay, say hey
Say mandolay
Say hey
Say mandolay

All the men they know her
Or at least they think they do
She knows she can have them all
She thinks all men are fools
So she winks and smiles at them and brings them to their knees
Leaves them with their fantasies, but the people never see

Mandolay, say hey
Say mandolay
Say hey
Say mandolay

She can make men happy
But she’ll never let them know
Mandolay, she’s much too cool to let her feelings show
So she’ll tease them with her moves,
Confuse them with her mind
Make love to everyone of them,
But only with her eyes

Artist: La Flavour

Strange Fruit

Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swingin’ in the Southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin’ from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant South
The bulgin’ eyes and twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
And the sudden smell of burnin’ flesh

Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop

Artist: Diana Ross