I'm glad I made it here
I shall forever live in fear
My gosh, I swear I'll never shop in there again
Don't come in there for a dress
But if you want to look neato
(Yes?)
Go shop at Banana Republic, man!

That was a big boo-boo!
They will humiliate you

There's no need for you to pay import tax, again
It's so ritzy, do you need proof
We got cool clothing to the roof
All styles and patterns look vaguely African

So, let's see...A print with jaguars

Oh wow!

Made in Korea!

Expressive!

Here's a purse with monkey's head!
And hey, I found it!
Small "clutches"**
(Dork!)
Silk pouches!
And I see a lovely jacket for your next send-off!
Now aren't you glad you came?

Don't say it isn't quite the same
Don't regret it, ring it up, you are El Capitan!

But it's so funny how they priced up
To sell this crazy high-end stuff
They all go Banana Republican!
Hoo-ha!

You won't have to dream about going on safari again
Sarong or resplendent in a fat turban
You might have need to replace them all now and again
When you become a Banana Republican

So if you are whites or you're blacks
Who desire to feign life here in high crust society,
Forget it if your credit's maxed
Or have no use for things like perfumes and accessories!

We thank you, but you simps are just quislings and you're nowhere, man!

Here we act like big snobs and shout the fact that we're
All-American!

Don't you shop here on a lark
Not just a picnic in the park
Look at all the khaki crossed with all of the crinolines
Come in here and shop today
You can blow half your hard-earned pay
Oh come see, be Banana Republican!
Now no more peekin'!

(Jerk!)
Umbrellas on sale again!