"Baby's Got Her Bomb Belt On"
Down on the corner, by the humus stand,
everybody's runnin', as she goes by,
they turn their heads and they, scream in terror till she's gone.
Allah have mercy, Baby's got her blue bomb belt on!
Up by the burning bus, and across smoking tires,
they close their windows, while she goes walking, tickin' like an alarm clock.
Allah help us, baby's got her blue bomb belt on!
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She can't help it if she's packed with C4,
she's not to blame if they run away,
she ain't really tryin' to cause a scene,
it just comes naturally, nah , the girls gonna blow up.
Well up on main street, by the camel carcass,
there's a crowd of dead people, and a traffic jam,
she don't look back, her head is on the next block,
Allah have mercy, baby's got her blue bomb belt on!