My Mecca-Facing Baby

 

My Muslim baby’s loving makes it plain to see / She had a Muslim flint knife clitoridectomy / Every time she shimmy, another’s sheik’s shekel’s gone / With that veil, it’s hard to tell, but I think she’s the one

 

She’s my Mecca-facing baby, and she ain’t so dumb / The Koran don’t allow beating with rods thicker than my thumb / She’s my Mecca-facing baby, got to tell you fair / If she acts up, she’ll be stoned to death in the public square

 

If you see her walking down the street all alone / Well, just holler for a mullah and pick up a stone / All-wise Allah didn’t make her for your eyes to see / No, He made her for a flint knife clitoridectomy

 

A rod no thicker than a husband’s thumb, well that’s the rule / And there ain’t no need to even think of sending her to school / It don’t matter if she thinks that one and one is three / Long as she has that flint knife clitoridectomy

 

Every time she shimmy, another sheik’s shekel gone / With that veil, it’s hard to tell, but I think she’s the one / My Muslim baby’s loving makes it plain to see / She had a Muslim flint knife clitoridectomy / She had a Muslim flint knife clitoridectomy