She does not know Her beauty, She thinks her brown body Has no glory. If she could dance Naked, Under palm trees And see her image in the river She would know. But there are no palm trees On the street, And dishwater gives back no images.
writers: WARING CUNEY, NINA SIMONE
copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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