Anita O.J. - Tom Paxton

Jesus loves Anita, or so it doth appear

Lately things are looking strange or dare I say it?

— queer

In spite of controversy, so the morning paper said

She’s retained her high commission to squeeze fruits for heavy bread

You squeeze mine, Anita

I squeeze yours, Anita

You’ve been chosen, Anita

Yours are frozen, Anita

Terrible cost, Anita

Covered in frost, Anita

Smile and pray, Anita

You’ll feel gay

You spoke in Miami to set the record straight

Gave the folks a target acceptable to hate

You told us there are somethings one may never do in bed

One wonders, dear Anita, if you’ll ever get ahead

You squeeze mine, Anita

I squeeze yours, Anita

You’ve been chosen, Anita

Yours are frozen, Anita

Terrible cost, Anita

Covered in frost, Anita

Smile and pray, Anita

You’ll feel gay