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Alexander Murray Palmer Haley (August 11, 1921 – February 10, 1992) was an African-American writer. He is best known as the author of Roots: The Saga of an American Family and the co-author of The Autobiography of Malcolm X.
Haley was born in Ithaca, New York, on August 11, 1921, and was the oldest of three brothers and a sister. Haley lived with his family in Henning, Tennessee, before he returned to Ithaca with his family when he was five years old. Haley's father was a professor of agriculture at Alabama A&M University. The younger Haley always spoke proudly of his father and the obstacles of racism he had overcome. Alex Haley was enrolled at Alcorn State University at age 15. Two years later he returned to his parents to inform them of his withdrawal from college. Simon Haley felt that Alex needed discipline and growth and convinced his son to enlist in the military when he turned 18. On May 24, 1939, Alex Haley began his twenty-year enlistment with the Coast Guard.
He enlisted as a mess attendant and then became a Petty Officer Third Class in the rate of Steward, one of the few rates open to African Americans at that time. His Coast Guard service number was 212-548. It was during his service in the Pacific theater of operations that Haley taught himself the craft of writing stories. It is said that during his enlistment he was often paid by other sailors to write love letters to their girlfriends. He talked of how the greatest enemy he and his crew faced during their long sea voyages wasn't the Japanese but boredom.
It's gettin' (hot)
It's gettin' (hot)
It's gettin' (hot)
Yeah, I know he gettin' hotter
I get him hot and bothered
So hot he needin' water
He wanna be my everything
My mama and my father (oh)
It's gettin' hotter
He wanna take it farther
But if you a'int got that paper
Papa, don't even bother
Now he tryin' harder
Die tryin' like a martyr
He playin' that story but romance
But baby I'm the author
You want me in 'yo world
Say I'm 'yo favorite girl
You wanna get to my treasures
I'm precious like a pearl
I think it's gettin' hotter
Yeah, it's gettin' hotter
My God it's gettin' hotter
Woo, it's gettin' hotter
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my word
Like seeing you winy anxious
He wanna take me places
Walks in the park to the races
The stars and outer spaces
After me he takes
He tying my shoelace
I know he hates it when I tell him
'Baby, must be patient!'
He says it's evident
That I'm heaven sent
But it's irrelevant
When he's spending that precedence
I know that he wants me
I know that he needs me
But it's okay to be greedy
As long as he can please me
I think it's gettin' hotter
Yea, it's gettin' hotter
My God it's gettin' hotter
Woo, it's gettin' hotter
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my word
You tell me that you care for me
And you say that you'll take care of me
Me Me Me
Now you say you wanna marry me
Me Me
Baby you're scarin' me
Me Me
Yea, I know who gettin' hotter (him)
Me[x12]
I think it's gettin' hotter
Yea, it's gettin' hotter
My God it's gettin' hotter
Woo, it's gettin' hotter
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my word