I went to see that La Lola just to tell her what I'd done

The things inside my hands were far away from gone

What happens to a kid, La Lola, when he grows up brown?

Said; "Sit down and tell me if you wanna stick around"

Poured some coffee in a cup made of Mexican clay

Sit right down in that chair and listen what I say

Richer men, poorer men, dumber men, sure men

Who would ever think that they were all made the same

I laid down on the sofa and fell asleep just yesterday

And in my sleep a guy in white came up to me to say

Bet you're wondering why everybody else gets all the breaks

While your mama and your papa and your sister's turning gray

Made a cup of something hot, some kinda Hindu brew

Listen to me good, 'cause this is all I have for you

Doesn't matter who you are, this side or that side of the fence

Or you got a pile of money or you can barely pay the rent

When they die and they take you and they put you in the ground

No matter who or what you are, you'll end up looking brown

You end up looking brown

You end up looking brown