Degradation takes a soul potential 

The woman ain't to blame 

Infiltrate the morning's passing hours 

But love remains the same 



I know I wish you were black 

But ain't no use you pretending 

To put you on the right track 



All American humour 

With all American smile 

Love is on the horizon baby 

But no one can reply, well, well 



I know I wish you were black 

But ain't no use singing gospel 

To put you on the right track 



Breezin, breezin, she's no lover 

Nobody's lover, babe 

She says: Breezin, breezin 



Satisfaction unrequired baby 

A ghetto in your heart 

Hoards of mass production baby 

Is keeping us apart 



I know I wish you were black 

But ain't no use singing gospel 

To put you on the right track 

She puts you on the right track