Music and Lyrics
Alan Beck
Verse 1
Well I’ve had a rovin’ eye since my barmitzvah
That’s when I began my interest in girls.
Now I hear my Yiddish Momme yellin’, *”A klog iz mir!”
Coz I’ve loved them from all over the world.
There was Mary, Lola, Heidi, Olga, Liu and Bridget
Man, those goyish girls were really the best!
But when you’re the son of a real Jewish mother
You play your cards close to your chest.
Chorus
Oi, Oi Vey
SchicksaChicks, SchicksaChicks
It’s how a real nice Jewish boy can get his kicks.
SchicksaChicks, SchicksaChicks
I get my fix when I can mix with SchicksaChicks.
Verse 2
By my twenties I developed SchicksaChicks addiction
And I know I just could not get enough
But I thought my Momme’d give me Jewish guilt affliction
If she knew I’d been involved in that stuff
Dating Asian, Celtic, African and Anglo-Saxon
Man my social life was really a whirl
But it seemed that the job of my nice Jewish mother
Was to find me a nice Jewish girl.
Chorus
Oi, Oi Vey
SchicksaChicks, SchicksaChicks
It’s how a real nice Jewish boy can get his kicks.
SchicksaChicks, SchicksaChicks
I get my fix when I can mix with SchicksaChicks.
Verse 3
So then if I were an Arab eating Camel and shellfish
With a harem of my SchicksaChick wives.
I could tell my Yiddish Momme, “Listen, don’t be selfish,”
“And just leave us to get on with our lives”!
I could mix my milk and meat and eat some bread at Pesach.
No-one saying, “Son, it’s for your own good”.
But of course I’d still love my nice Jewish mother,
I’d still love her home-made Kosher food.
Chorus
Oi, Oi Vey
Schicksa Chicks,Schicksa Chicks
It’s how a real nice Jewish boy can get his kicks.
SchicksaChicks, SchicksaChicks
I get my fix when I can mix with SchicksaChicks.
*”A klog iz mir!” – “Woe is me!” in Yiddish.
© Alan Beck 2009
