Hub City Stompers - Little Julie Swastika lyrics

Julie, Julie let me be your man And we'll be under the sheets like the Ku Klux Klan Be my little Philly and I'll be your Stallion We'll tell all your friends I'm just a dark-skinned italian Segregation, I know you like to talk it But on cold, Nordic nights bet you want some "hot chocolate" Come and see how the black boot fits And let me be your little Hershey Kiss With 88 kisses and 14 words of love Our Pa**ion's flashin' lightning bolts like Odin's up above Just 'Heil' high and hard and I'll know where you are My little Julie, little Julie Swastika Your naughty taboo curiousity must make you wonder Come my blue-eyed devil, ride the storm with chocolate thunder I'll wine you up & dine you up, spend my every dollar Take you home and knock the boots from here to Valhalla My mind is made now don't you be afraid my little Julie I've never had an aryan, you've never had a moolie Don't you go through life in denial of this fact: Once you go black you never go back