No discussion of sex is complete without a discussion of race. The minstrel shows of the 1800's would be seen as racist by today's standards, but some say the shows were the first small steps toward understanding Black people. We just saw fertile ground for sexual innuendo. What an incredible fantasy!

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We all have blind spots
Sometimes we try to fill ‘em in
If we don’t get it right
It could be a sin.

What if we took the stage
In another day and age?
Our sets were rows of corn?
Our clothes were ripped and torn?

What if I walked around?
Steppin’ like a foolish clown?
What if you supplied the tones?
Fiddlin’ and playin’ the bones?

What if we colored my face
Like I was in a different race?
What if you played along?
What if we didn’t know that it was wrong?

What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’ in a minstrel show?

What if I was dressed in drag?
Pullin’ off a girly gag?
You lookin’ statuesque
A little bit burlesque?

What if these were different times?
What if we forgot our lines?
What if the crowd was seeing red?
Threw tomatoes at my head?

What if we colored my face
Like I was in a different race?
What if you played along?
What if we didn’t know that it was wrong?

What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’ in a minstrel show?

And what if I’m a lunatic?
Woo woo woo woo!

What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’ in a minstrel show?

What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’
What if we were playin’ in a minstrel show?
In a minstrel show? In a minstrel show?
What if we were playin’ in a minstrel show?