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You Can't Polish a Turd

Well, I grew up in a part of town
Where mediocrity was a four-letter word
The folks all knew it was true
The line between good and bad was not blurred
My momma said “son, if there’s one
Thing that I said that you heard
It’s that ‘you can’t polish a turd'”

"Word!"

Now I’m grown and I’m on my own
I’m living the way my mama always preferred
“You’ve got to call ‘em as you see ‘em,
Flush ‘em if they’re BM,” that’s what my papa
Always murmured
He said “There’s no doubt,
You can scream and shout but
Modern science has concurred
That you can’t polish a turd!”

"Word!"
(Break)

My mama said “son, if there’s one
Thing that I said that you heard
It’s that ‘you can’t polish a turd'”

"Word!"

You can’t polish, you’ve got to abolish
I know this sounds absurd
You can’t polish a turd

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