Here's the story of a brother
by the name of Othello
He liked white women
and he liked green Jello,
And a punk named Iago
who made himself a menace
'Cause he didn't like Othello
The Moor of Venice.
Now Othello got married
to Desdemona.
He took off for the wars
and left her alone-a.
It was a-moan-a, a-groan-a
he left her alone-a
He didn't write a letter
and he didn't telephone-a.
Desdemona she was faithful,
she was chastity-tight,
she was the daughter of the Duke
and she was totally white
and Othello loved Desi
like Adonis loved Venus
and Desi loved Othello
'Cause he had a big SWORD!
Iago said "I'm gonna shaft the Moor."
What you gonna do tell us
He said, "I know his tragic flaw
and he's too damn jealous
I need a dupe, a dope,
a kind of a schmo."
So he found a chump-sucker
by the name of Cassio.
So he plants on him
Desi's handkerchief
So Othello gets to wondering
if just maybe if
While he'd be off fightin
commanding an army
Had Desi and Cass
been playing hide the salami?
He comes back home
he's got the pillow in her face
He kills her and soliloquizes
'bout his disgrace
But there's Emilia at the door
who we met in Act IV,
She says, "you big dummy
she weren't no whore!
She was pure, she was clean
she was virginal too
So why'd you have to go
and make her face turn blue?
It's true, it's you
now what you gonna do?"
"Wow!" says Othello
"this is getting pretty scary"
Took out his blade
and committed hari-kari.
(Do that funky Moor thing,
white boy)
Iago got caught,
but he probably copped a plea,
Loaded up his bags
and moved to Beverly...
Hills that is!