There ain't no good in all your lyin'
Your remorse they just ain't buyin'
Oh, I'm cryin'

You hang on to your old views
You hate blacks and you hate jews
Got a lot of hate within you
Hate on, hate on, hate on
Your name is Lott [doo-doo doo-doo doo-doo]

You say that you're not-gonna call it quits
Gonna stick it out and give our party fits
(Segre-gate) I wish you never said it
(Segre-gate) No, no, we both regret it

That little chip you carry all around
Is an albatross but you won't back down
(From the South) A love for whites and rebels
(From your mouth) You set off black alarm bells
Baby (won't you go) Baby (oh no no)
Baby (think it over and quit)

There isn't anything I wouldn't do
I'd pay any price to be through with you
(Patch it up) Give me a second term in
(Patch it up) Don't let that cross keep burnin'

You got me cryin', dyin' at your feet
Don't shut me out, please give up your seat
(Close it up) Just dodged the market bubble
(Close it up) Now your mouth's causin' trouble
Baby (won't you go) Baby (oh no no)
Baby (think it over and quit)