Velma Oh, my God That snake that sings He's a puppet! But I hold the purse and the strings God, I knew Negro Day would bring chaos and change Now, he's pushing this pinko who might give us all mange She's a blemish, a blackhead That must be expelled There are standards of beauty That must be upheld You can say I'm a bigot But it just isn't true Look, I love Sammy Davis: And he's black, and a jew! But they'd better get set For a full-out assault They should never have boiled Miss Baltimore Crabs!