Way back in 1912 apartheid south
White and black ladies of the night walked separate routes
Some white hookers got together
And they all agreed this year they'd march in the mardi gras parade
Oh and word got out across them tracks
'Cause no women was allowed to mask
So some ladies dressed up like babydolls
Satin skirts, bloomers, and razor blades in their garter belts
And the boys scream no no no
They hollering no
And you could hear Jim Crow's ghost