Dog gone girl ya hair know its nappy. You bare foot and proud. Hello my African queen I see that you are happy. My, My angel those colors are loud. But the way you dance makes me feel like I’m on a cloud. You hear the beat of that drum? Girl it’s mighty fine. You start your tribal dance and we feel just fine. Your native country how beautiful it is. You have so many resources so much to live. I ask where you from “south of here” African queen, princess to the stars you keep Your head up and keep the culture alive?