( Theme music playing )
Calvin: The upside of having one good thing happen to you
is that it flows through the rest of your day
in the kinetic form of a positive vibe.
The downside of having that positive vibe,
- there's always something waiting to mess it up. - Niggaz.
Niggaz is coming.
Niggaz is coming! Niggaz is coming!
Niggaz is coming! Get ready, get ready for niggaz!
Niggaz is coming! Niggaz is coming! Niggaz is coming!
Yes yes!
Niggaz is coming, yes!
Niggaz!
Niggaz is coming!
Calvin, would you shut that boy up?
- He's excited, that's all. - Oh my god!
Go back to cutting hair and ignore him.
- Niggaz is coming! - Damn it, Malcolm, settle the hell up
or it's gonna be my foot, your head.
- Oh, that'll work, too. - Terri: Bye.
Yo, Isaac, hook up some music, man.
Terri just chased away one of your cash customers,
and you ain't got nothing to say? What's up with you? Why you so calm?
- I got a positive... - not just calm, he seems blissful.
- It's 'cause a little positive... - that is not like Calvin.
Calvin, most time he's angry, short-tempered.
- Bitter. - He's bitter.
- Bitter? - And cheap.
I know that's not an emotion, but it's a fact.
Hey, look, I got a positive vibe, so let's not kill it for me, please.
- Positive vibe? Explain. - All right.
Last night I'm coming home from work, right?
All of a sudden, my car just dies.
Nothing, then...
Name's Steve. Can I give you a hand?
Hold up, I left something out.
Name's Steve. Can I give you a hand?
All: Ah!
So in the dark of night, in the middle of nowhere,
a white guy actually stopped to help you, a black man?
I didn't even have to put on the i'm-not- a-gangbanger expression
blacks usually wear so they won't scare 'em away.
You know, people helping people without regard to race,
without fearing each other. Yeah, that gave me a positive vibe.
See that there is what they call kismet.
- Wha-what? - Kismet.
It's an ancient African belief brought over from ancient Africa,
along with kwanzaa and Dr. Martin Luther King day.
- What the...? - No, see, it's when you do something good,
the cosmic force that runs the universe rewards you.
Say for example, the next week, you walk down the street,
you find a big old bag stuffed full of cash
or a cash-like items... Trinkets, baubles.
- What are baubles? - I got to explain kismet and baubles to you?
- I don't actually think that's what kismet... - hey, Rwanda, hey, hey!
You need to be worrying less about what I'm saying
and more about getting yourself a green card
before there be some patriot act all over your motherland behind.
Are you gonna take that?
- Niggaz is almost here. - Shut up!
Thank you, Malcolm, for the update. We already know.
We finally gonna have niggaz around here.
Now that's something to feel good about. You know I love niggaz.
Don't you go saying that word.
Oh, no no, I didn't say "niggers," I said "niggaz." "Az."
Cal: Niggaz was the relatively inflammatory name
of a chain of clothing stores that sold high-end urban fashion.
Owned by hip hop star t-Ron,
niggaz was actually the value-priced version
of his high-end store uppity niggaz, located in Beverly Hills.
But a niggaz was finally opening on our block.
And if that wasn't enough to get people excited,
our niggaz was located right next door to target.
And it's right next door to target. You know they got the best stuff.
- Got some good shit at target. - Even I own niggaz.
Even yinka owns niggaz. It's a black-owned business. It's a good thing.
I got the white boy telling me about niggaz.
Why not? They invented the word.
Now it's just a word.
What, just a word?
"Cow" is a word. "Fruit loops" is a word.
- "Nigger" is a hateful, spiteful thing. - Yeah.
See, you all know about niggaz from music videos.
♪ What's up, nigga? My nigga ♪
♪ nigga nigga nigga nigga. ♪
Shit, let me tell you about the video I grew up watching.
( Banjo music playing )
And there wasn't no hot young things
shaking it like a polaroid to offset the bad parts.
You all are so old school, you don't get it.
Niggaz is about self-assertion, you know?
Not caring what other people think.
Niggaz are down and real.
That's why we gotta own the word so the word can't be used against us,
- like gays did with queer. - ( Dance music playing )
Maybe not exactly like gays did.
Calvin, you ain't said a word yet.
Now now where you at on all of this?
I want to say "I don't know," but I'm gonna go with "I don't care."
Pick a fucking side, okay, Calvin?
You are the only black man I know
who has a legal business that doesn't involve
selling something out the trunk of his car,
and you married the mother of your child.
- You're like the pope, except not old. - Or white.
And you can get married and have sex.
Yeah, and you weren't in the Hitler youth.
You know what? You are nothing like the pope
and fuck you for walking around here all the time
with this little pope-like attitude.
Y'all say whatever the hell y'all want.
Y'all are not gonna mess up my positive vibe, okay? I'm feeling good today.
Hey, speaking of blowing in like the wind.
- 20 minutes late, man. - Get off me, bitch.
- Ooh! - Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Okay, that's that with my positive vibe.
There goes my positive vibe.
Calvin: Romadal, romadal dupree.
What you gotta know, romadal is what you call an urban legend.
Word was he shot up 15 cops robbing a bank
and he took out a group of bangers in a bar fight.
Now Eddie says he shot Malcolm X,
but Eddie also says Halle Berry's stalking him.
Still, I wouldn't even consider giving romadal a spot at the shop,
except that my wife Jen asked me real, real nicely.
Now I was good to go along to get along.
Jimmy, who didn't even work at the shop anymore,
didn't much go along or get along with anything.
I cannot believe you're letting some convict work in your shop.
He's not some convict. He's Jen's sister's husband's cousin's...
Do you even know anything about him?
Or what, did Jen just give you the standard liberal polemic
about all black men are incarcerated
because of the clandestine work of the so-called "man"?
Can't argue "the man."
Can't argue "the man" or you can't argue with your wife?
All right, look, see, you can't relate, all right?
Now when you in a relationship that's real,
women have a way of doing things that make saying "no"
something that's not gonna happen.
Niggaz is coming! Niggaz is coming! Niggaz is coming!
Jen's got this thing she does that's all about the exact use
- of every muscle of her jaw. - She gives a good blow job.
Come on, man. I'm trying to explain a higher form of love...
- Love deluxe. - Deluxe?
You mean like the super cycle at the laundry?
Why would my wife doing something with her jaw have anything to do with the laundry?
It apparently has nothing to do with giving a blow job. I don't know what to think.
It's a certain form of mouth affection.
- She hit me with it the night I proposed. - What, as a thank you?
She did it, I proposed.
Man, get the... it's that good?
I got a convict working for me. Is jail worse than prison?
No, you gotta commit a felony to be sent to prison,
so be happy this romadal guy is only in jail.
Romadal wasn't in jail. He was in prison.
- How's Terri? - Come by some time and find out.
I'm sure she'll be impressed to see I made it to junior aide to a city alderman.
- It's a job where you can make a difference. - Damn that!
If I wanted to make a difference, I'd buy the ghetto an alarm clock.
I want to be somebody. I want to be the black Barack Obama.
Barack Obama is the black Barack Obama.
Nuh-uh. Mulatto. I mean, come on, man.
He's out there living up the mulatto life,
until one day he decides he wants to kink his hair and use an African name
I've never heard in any of the "national geographic" specials I've ever seen.
And he wants to fake black to get a few votes.
When will america learn? You can't trust light-skinned blacks.
Living up the mulatto life?
Calvin: I've been giving thought to what Eddie told us about kismet,
specifically, how if you're nice to people, the universe just hands you stuff.
So if me helping a guy out means I get to win the lotto,
let me get to helping.
- Give you a hand with those? - Yeah, appreciate it.
They're heavier than I thought. Overdid it at target.
They got the best stuff at target.
Should have brought my son with me. David, by the way.
- Calvin. - Hey, I'm right here.
That is tight. 2-8-9 with the pony interior.
Don't know what you're doing, but you are living right.
- Anytime you want to go for a spin. Thanks for your help. - Right on.
Take a ride in a classic 'stang?
This kismet don't mess around, boy.
After doing my helpful deed, I got ready for kismet
to deliver me the good stuff.
It didn't.
What up, what up, what up, what up, what up?
- Oh, shit. - Who gonna hook me up?
- I'm going to be awhile. - I'm busy.
I got gout.
Maybe I oughta cut that finger off.
Cut it off and be like, bam!
All done with that gout shit.
You gonna need a step stool?
Hey, look look look, I ain't talking about hooking me up up top.
I'm talking about hooking me up with that couple of mils
in cheddar, that money, that moolah,
that cake. That's what I'm talking about.
- You gonna hook me up? - Yeah, I got you, cuz.
Is that like cuz cuz, or cousin cuz?
- Tricky my cousin. - Your cousin. Oh, great.
Being married to Jen is like six degrees of thugism.
( Laughing )
Come on to the back. We gotta holler at you for second.
Be right there.
Come on back.
( Tricky chuckles )
What it's all about, see, is product.
Recogniz... recogniz... Recognizability and shit.
You got product? What the fuck i'ma do with that
if ain't nobody buying my shit? You know what I'm saying?
That's that new hot shit. Yeah, that's the new cd right there. ( Laughs )
Big tricky.
Hey, you can keep that one, Cal.
Ain't no cd in there right now. I couldn't afford to press 'em up.
But it's an ill box, though, right?
Got that little stamp on the front,
tells you what the hits are. So that way you ain't gotta independently verify and shit.
Just like it's real.
- What the fuck? It is real. - Goddamn real.
I mean real like something you get at target.
Target ain't selling his ass, and you know they got the best stuff at target.
Which is why we motherfucking here.
Yeah, see, romadal will be the perfect spokesbrother
to pimp out my new album.
Drop date, August 21, three years from now.
Yeah! Ha-ha!
- What makes romadal perfect? That he's out of jail? - Prison.
- And he's trying to turn his life around? - That he killed somebody.
- Bang. - That's the image you want for your music?
Come on, man, we trying to sell shit to hard-core brothers.
Only thing they care about is the four b's...
Bitches, blunts, bling and ebonics.
- Ebonics doesn't start with a "b." - Them niggaz don't know that.
But look, the thing is I just talked to my lawyer,
and they told me that you romadal's full-time employer.
He's on parole, so that means I gotta get the okey-dokey from you
- to work with him. - You can't afford to make an actual cd,
- but you got a lawyer. - Ain't that some shit?
( Cackling ) We're in america.
Wow, romadal's gonna be a spokesbrother.
I'm finally related to a celebrity.
There's no "wow." There's nothing "wow" about somebody wanting
to use a convict to sell their crap.
So being an ex-con and a salesman's okay for Martha Stewart,
but it's not okay for romadal?
Look, I am not letting some thug use a con
to pimp his records out of my pop's shop.
Amos and Andy would be spinning in their graves.
Even the cast of "girlfriends" would be neck rolling their sassy heads in disgust.
Romadal just got out of prison. He's got two jobs.
It's been two years since I had the baby,
and I'm still trying to figure out what to do with myself.
Romadal is a blunt-smoking thug.
I mean, I get you being anti-thug, but...
- I do not smoke blunts. - Not since we had the baby.
Soon as the kid's rolling out of the driveway heading to college,
- I'm going straight Dave chappelle. - Got that right.
Screw the supreme court and their weed-smoking behinds.
Mm-hmm, chuch. Didn't I tell you to pay this bill?
- Oh, the baby. - No, not the baby, the bill.
( Classical music playing )
They're not niggaz.
They're not niggaz! They're not niggaz!
- ( Whispers ) - ( Bells chime )
They ain't niggaz!
Yo, listen to me. Listen to me.
The people who run niggaz ain't niggaz!
Calvin: What it was that was freaking Malcolm out,
niggaz were franchise stores.
And the niggaz opening on our block wasn't owned and operated by blacks.
I saw klansmen. I saw the klan in there stocking shelves.
- It was insane... - Then the word was
niggaz wasn't just being run by whites.
Rush limbaugh was the c.E.O. Michael savage was a shareholder.
Things were bad. They were about to get worse.
- My people. - Eddie: Jimmy!
Hey!
Whoa! Now that is a sharp suit, boy. I tell you.
What color's that tie? Is that sellout-blue
or i'm-a-minstrel- for-the-man teal?
Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.
You see, your old school jokes are a lot like your old school politics.
They just haven't gotten you... powder blue, all right?
The tie is powder blue.
It's not sell... sellout blue ain't even a color.
And you just trying to bother me.
As always, I appreciate the opportunity to get out among the public,
listen to your concerns.
And I'm concerned about those sissy shoes.
Once again, Eddie,
- you're merely demonstrating... - ( High-pitched ) Sissy shoes.
You know what? There are no masculinity issues with the shoes.
These are gender-neutral shoes.
If anything, they're fairly masculine gender neutral...
I do not care what you have to say about my shoes.
Just lay off the shoes
- and the tie. - Well, that belt is a little liberace-esque.
I am not here to talk about my wardrobe!
But... but...
I am here to ensure
that the integrity of the neighborhood remains intact.
That the sensibilities of the residents
are not being offended, while their economic resources are being exploited.
I'm gettin' niggaz off the street!
All: Oh.
As I'm sure you've all heard by now,
from the same unimpeachable source.
We got a bunch of caucasians running around here
usurping the most despicable name
with which one can refer to a person of color
and using it to take our money.
We need to get niggaz out of this neighborhood!
Oh, ain't that a blip?!
As long as you thought black folks owned the store,
the place could have been called "you stinkin' coons!"
Now you find out that black folks ain't running it,
you gotta problem with niggaz!
You know what I say? I say let the store stay
to teach you all a lesson! Hell!
I wish there was a whole, big, mega-nigga mall!
- ( Clamoring ) - A mega-nigga...
- that's the most ignorant thing I've ever heard. - Wait! Wait!
- Wait wait wait wait! - Wha...
It's ridiculous to argue.
Let's just ask what Calvin thinks.
Terri: Yeah, Cal, what you think?
Unbelievable. Every damn time y'all have a problem,
you come to me for answers.
That's why I got a fuckin' pope-like attitude.
Terri: Just tell us what you think.
Obviously having that store around is going to cause
more problems than it's worth, so...
If it'll keep the peace, maybe niggaz ought to go.
And my friends, we will not have niggaz here.
That's why I'm forming the regional establishment
for greater growth in neighborhoods.
- R.e.g.g.i.n.? - It's nigger backwards.
I promise you,
I will send niggaz back where they came from!
Man: What are you talking about?
Well you're just all in charge, aren't you?
- Well thank you. It's good to see you again. - Good to see you.
I like your shoes.
Hey.
- Hey, man. David, yeah? - Yeah.
- How's it going? - Good.
- Niggaz. - Niggaz.
Niggaz.
Listen, we'll be open in a couple of days.
When you come in, anything you want, 25% off.
- What? - What's the point of owning a store
if you can't do favors for someone, huh? ( Chuckles )
Niggaz. David owns the store.
He's not some evil racist guy. He's a cool korean guy.
- So why did you... - I think he's korean.
I'm not sure, but using history as a guide...
- small shop owner, black neighborhood... - both: Korean.
So why did you tell everybody it was wrong for him to run the store?
Clearly I didn't know it was him. How is it my fault
that all the rumors and gossip weren't based on fact?
This is what I get for trying to earn a little kismet.
- Earn what? - Kismet. When you do good, good stuff happens.
- That's not kismet, that's Karma. - It's kismet.
- Eddie told me all about it. - Eddie?
Who thinks lyndon Johnson was secretly the first black president?
Lyndon b. Johnson?
Might as well have called himself Tyrone "I is Watkins."
But you don't get how kismet works.
You don't do good to get things,
doing good is supposed to be its own reward.
Supposed to be, and yet it falls short.
Which is why they invented money... And baubles.
Pfft. And all I get is an urban legend
working in my store 'cause I let you blow me into giving romadal a job.
- What? - You did your thing you do
when you want something from me and I gave romadal work.
I wasn't doing my thing.
I was thanking my husband for being a decent man.
But maybe my thing was a little premature.
No, I'm just saying that...
Sometimes, maybe on a subconscious level
you put a little more into your thing.
When you want something. I'm just saying sometimes.
So which is it? Am I manipulative whore
- or a sexually- possessive bitch? - Which is worse?
Would you just learn to take a compliment?
You give a hell of a blow job. It's the reason I married you.
Not the only reason.
It's not a blow job. It's... love deluxe.
- Deluxe? - Yeah.
- Like a carwash? - No!
Now you're just talking crazy.
If you think for one minute I would ever compare you to a carwash...
Damn, y'all know how to hook up a car. Know what I mean?
Y'all shine this the way my wife shines my...
Never a million years would I ever do anything like that.
You going to get something to drink?
Could you grab me a diet Mr. Pibb?
Calvin: That niggaz was bad for the neighborhood was obvious.
And Terri Jones was ready to be
a one-woman get-out-of-town committee.
And she would have run niggaz off too.
Who is all in charge of this mother...
- Fuck me. - Except for one thing...
David's unexpectedly good-looking son Mike.
- Hi, can I help you? - Wow, I like what you got.
Yeah, it's going to be real nice.
Still got a little bit of work to do.
Oh, I'm sorry. I ought to get covered up.
Oh no. I mean, it's your joint. Live how you live.
- Okay. - Fits right in there, doesn't it?
What's that? My name? I'm Terri.
- Oh, Michael. - Nice to meet you.
I work at the barbershop up the block.
If you ever want to get tightened up, we do all kinds of hair...
Straight, curly or korean. I don't know that you're korean.
I was just using history as a guide... small shop owner, black neighborhood.
Fits right in there, doesn't it? ( Chuckles )
Being a hard girl, Terri preferred to keep the fact
that she was sprung a secret.
The one problem, Isaac secretly saw her get sprung.
- Like what you saw? - Niggaz? It's all right.
Your lips say it's all right, but your nipple erection says you're in love.
Number one, stop looking at my nipples.
Number two, Terri Jones does not fall out
the first time she meets a guy no matter how bad she wants to fuck him.
Number three, did you not hear number one?
'Cause in a minute, it's going to be my foot, your ass.
Number four... fuck! I can't date outside the race.
But that's the thing. Asians ain't going outside the race.
Asians are like a de-militarized zone of racial Harmony,
a no-man's land of politically acceptable lovin'.
- Really? - All the most respected brothers went Asian.
Dave chappelle, Wesley snipes,
Russell Simmons. Well, sort of.
- Yeah, why is that? - I think it's because Asian girls
got all the exoticisms of a sister, without the bad attitude.
I'm just telling you what the brothers think. As a non-black man,
- I think attitude is what makes you all attractive. - You know what?
Everything you saw, you need to keep it to yourself.
Otherwise, it will be my foot, your chest.
You see how sexy that shit is?
Calvin: Maybe if Terri's attitude had been more bad
and less attractive, Isaac would have kept his mouth shut.
Terri's got herself a boyfriend!
See? Heterosexual. You owe me a dollar.
Terri's hot for the kid of the guy who owns niggaz.
My foot, your throat.
All right, Isaac, kill that. That's their own business.
- There's a reason why we don't spread it around. - ( Bells ring )
- Am I missing something? - Shorty got herself some new meat.
- Jackie chan's boy up at niggaz. - ( Guys chuckle )
In prison, they didn't teach you about the code of silence?
They didn't talk about the code of silence on gang day?
Rally tonight!
We getting niggaz out of town.
Damn.
Can't get in the middle of a crowd of angry brothers and sisters.
Well, I just can't let David get run out of town.
Why does this always happen to me?
Call it kismet, fate, destiny.
Call it whatever you want 'cause at that point,
I didn't know what the hell any of it was anyway.
- What the... - what I did know, I had to do something.
Even if that something was, was something else I didn't know.
- What the hell are y'all doing? - Hey, Calvin.
You came. Oh, grab a torch!
Torches? Y'all got damn torches?
All we are doing is having a peaceful rally.
With some torches thrown in for scary effect.
- ( Crowd mumbling ) - Are those tiki torches?
- Target was having a special. - They got the best stuff at target.
- Know what I'm saying? - But you don't carry torches
- unless you're going to start some shit. - Not true.
Torches are very popular in Europe.
They got more people with torches than they have cell phones.
- Europe is a strange country. - What are you even doing out here?
Jimmy said he was going to buy me something to eat after.
- Bribed them with food. - ( Laughs )
- How many of y'all here are getting food? - Crowd: Yeah, right here.
See? Almost everyone is here of their own free...
How many of y'all are just getting cash?
- All: Yeah! - ( Laughs )
Still, a representative number of people are here of their own free...
- Jimmy! - Calvin!
You're either part of the solution or you're a democrat.
Now if you'll excuse me, we have niggaz to deal with.
( Crowd mumbling )
( Crowd chanting ) Down with niggaz.
Hey, torches.
- There's something you don't see much anymore. - Be afraid, they're scary.
I used to live in Europe. They got torches everywhere.
Well, look around, motherfucker. Do you see the great wall of China anywhere?
- You ain't in Europe anymore. - We don't want trouble.
You are not welcome in this neighborhood.
A license to do business is not a license to humiliate
by throwing around a dirty word!
I didn't name the store. It's a franchise.
I can't help it if it's call the "n" word.
Can't even say the name of your own store.
- That's a self-indictment. - Crowd: Yeah.
They don't call Starbucks the "s" word.
If you really wanted to help, you could have gotten a loan,
bought the franchise, opened up a black-owned business. You didn't.
Now you want to throw us out because we're bringing a store
- that's selling what you want to buy? - ( Crowd mumbles )
They don't call Starbucks the "s" word.
( Stammers ) Calvin, I thought you were...
You're just going to let this happen?
Terri: Hey! Hey!
Look at yourselves. Standing around,
bitter in the night like a bunch of European niggaz.
- Hey hey hey hey... - niggaz 'cause niggaz don't think.
Niggaz are angry and ignorant
and they cause nothing but trouble.
It is black people who use logic
and reason to come to thoughtful conclusions,
because they know right from wrong.
So, what are you all tonight?
Are you black people
or are you...
Niggaz? Niggaz?
We're niggers with access to lawyers.
- ( Crowd cheers ) - That's an order of compulsory closure.
Your store is an attractive nuisance.
You see, wayward niggaz with no regard for the law
might do damage to your property, so, for the good of all,
you need to leave.
( Crowd murmuring )
My job's done.
Ooh, that was quick.
Um, can I get cash instead of food?
No no no, for $6.92 I can get a number three from Jack in the box.
- You just ate! - Jimmy, word is bond!
So that's a "no" on the 25%?
You wanna know what kismet is? Jimmy went from being
some alderman's flunky to a man of minor celebrity.
I mean, how many politicians actually get anything done
even if the only thing he did was cost some people their jobs?
But some good things that go around
- do come around. - Hey! Terri.
I don't wanna talk, I don't wanna hear talk, so keep on walking.
Look, I heard about what happened last night.
Those people are foolish and they're gonna get over it.
It is not worth you getting upset about.
And I don't dig seeing you stressed.
I hit Michael up, and he turned me down.
- All that for nothing? - Except this playing ain't for nothing.
If that boy knows what's what, he'll be back.
I said I didn't want to talk, and you talk.
You know, there is nothing worse than a man that don't listen.
( Sighs )
You don't even know how sexy that shit is.
It's all set, man.
I got the handouts ready to hand out.
Boot! What the hell is you doing just sitting there?
Get your ass up and do work!
How many times I gotta tell you it's not "da boot"?
It's "da boo." Look, the "t" is all silent and shit.
Anyway, the letters ain't all that straight 'cause I ran out of nickels.
Trick: Yeah, so we about to get the word out.
Romadal's back and big tricky!
( Barking ) Yeah!
Yeah-ha-ha!
Look, we can have some hoochies outside
getting the flow in, we can set up a bar and all that shit.
Pour out some courvoisier. You know?
No.
- Excuse me? - No hoochies, no handouts.
No, not in my pop's shop.
- ( Sighs ) - Y'all get out, man.
It's about to get hectic up in here.
Oh, it's about to get hectic. Boot!
- Move your ass! - It's boo.
And don't take your shit out on me,
or the next thing sucking your dick is gonna be a hoover.
Oh, okay. We'll see about that right now.
Go ahead and get your little ass out that door, girl.
Boot: You know, you need to stop doing that.
Okay. I know I cost you an opportunity,
- I know we gotta get it on, so let's go, let's do it. - Do what, man?
I didn't want to do that record shit,
I said I'd do it 'cause trick my cousin. You did me a favor, dawg.
You're not mad?
I've been waiting all day to get hectic over this.
- Come on. - For what, man? You know I'd kill you.
We don't know that. We don't know I'd die.
( Chuckles ) You're cute, man, for real.
Get your ass back here and try to fucking kill me.
Hey, ma... what the hell am I saying?
( Crowd clamoring )
All right, whoa whoa whoa whoa!
Hey hey hey! What is it now?
Uh, all right. We're just having a little disagreement.
Now I said that Michael Jackson was a racist
because he only fucks little white boys.
- What do you think, Calvin? - ( Clamoring continues )
- ♪ Ooh, baby, give me one more chance ♪ - ♪ to show that I love you ♪
- ♪ won't you please let me ♪ - ♪ back in your heart? ♪
♪ Ooh, darling, I was blind to let you go ♪
- ♪ let you go, baby ♪ - ♪ but now since ♪
- ♪ I see you in his arms ♪ - ♪ I want you back ♪
- ♪ yes, I do now ♪ - ♪ I want you back ♪
- ♪ ooh, ooh, baby ♪ - ♪ I want you back ♪
- ♪ yeah yeah yeah yeah ♪ - ♪ I want you back ♪
- ♪ nah nah nah nah ♪ - ♪ I want you back ♪
♪ trying to live without your love ♪
♪ is one long sleepless night ♪
♪ let me show you, girl ♪
♪ that I know wrong from right... ♪
- Man: Pla-dow! - ♪ every street you walk on ♪
♪ I leave tearstains on the ground... ♪