Brown Sugar (Live At The Jazz Cafe, London/1995)

Let me tell you about this girl

Maybe I shouldn't

I met her in Philly

And her name was Brown Sugar

See, we be making love constantly

That's why my eyes are a shade blood burgundy

The way that we kiss is unlike any other way

That I be kissing when I'm kissing, what I'm missing

Won't you listen?

Brown Sugar, babe

I get high off your love

Your Brown Sugar, babe

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

Oh Sugar, when you're close to me

You love me right down to my knees

And whenever you let me hit it

Sweet like honey when it comes to me

Skin is caramel with those cocoa eyes

Even got a big sister by the name of Chocolate Thai

Say what

I get high off your love

Your Brown Sugar, babe

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

Now that'd be how the story goes

Brown Sugar got me open, now I want s'more

Always down for a menage a troi

But I think I'ma hit it solo, hope my **** don't mind

Stick out my tongue and I'm about ready to hit this pretty gritty bitty with persistence

Yo, I don't think ya'll hear me

Brown Sugar, babe

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

So sweet

So sweet, sweet

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar

I want some of your Brown Sugar