Lyrics Anita O.J. - Tom Paxton

Anita O.J.

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