Run and Tell That!

Hey Trace, my moms pitching a platter party
At our record shop up off North Avenue
Wanna come check it out?

May I also come check it out?
Oh, you surely may
I've never been to North Avenue
Would it be safe up there for, you know us?

Yeah, don't worry cracker boy, it's cool
Imagine, being invited places by colored people
It feels so hip
I'm glad you feel that way, friends, 'cause not everybody does

I can't see
Why people look at me
And only see the color of my face
Yes they do

And then there's those
That try to help, God knows
But have to always put me in my place

Now I won't ask you to be color blind
'Cause if you pick the fruit
Then girl, you're sure to find

The blacker the berry
The sweeter the juice
I could say it ain't so
But darlin', what's the use?

The darker the chocolate
The richer the taste
And that's where it's at
Now run and tell that

Run and tell that
Run and tell that
Run and tell that

I can't see
Why people disagree
Each time I tell them what I know is true

And if you come
And see the world I'm from
I bet your heart is gonna feel it too

Yeah, I could lie
But baby, let's be bold
Vanilla be nice
But if the truth be told

The blacker the berry
The sweeter the juice
I could say it ain't so
But darlin', what's the use

The darker the chocolate
The richer the taste

And that's where it's at

Now run and tell that
Run and tell that

Hey, you're Tracy Turnblad
You're my favorite dancer on the Corny Collins Show
This is my sister, Li'l Inez
Yeah, I saw you at the auditions

Well, you're the only one who
Did, 'cause they kicked me out
On my young, gifted and black
Behind

Tell 'em about it
I'm tired of coverin' up all my pride
So give me five on the black-hand side

I've got a new way of movin'
And I got my own voice
So how can I help
But to shout and rejoice

The people 'round here
Can barely pay their rent
They're tryin' to make dollar out 'a fifteen cent
But we got a spirit money just can't buy

It's deep as a river
It soars to the sky

I can't see
The reason it can't be
The kinda world where we all get our chance

The time is now
And we can show them how
To turn the music up and let's all dance

'Cause all things are equal
When it comes to love
Well, that ain't quite true
'Cause when a push comes to shove

The blacker the berry
The sweeter the juice
I could say it ain't so

But darlin', what's the use
The darker the chocolate
The richer the taste
That's where it's at

Now run and tell that
Run and tell that
Run and tell that



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Writer(s): Marc Shaiman, Scott Michael Wittman
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