Brown Sugar

Gold Coast slave ship bound for cotton fields

Sold in the market down in New Orleans

Scarred old slaver knows he's doin' all right

Hear him whip the women just around midnight

Brown Sugar, how come you taste so good, uh-huh

Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should

Drums beatin' cold, English blood runs hot

Lady of the house wonderin' when it's gonna stop

House boy knows that he's doin' all right

You should have heard him just around midnight

Brown Sugar, how come you taste so good

Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should, yeah

Oh, come on Brown Sugar, how come you dance so good, babe

I-I'm tellin' 'bout the Brown Sugar, just like a black girl should, yeah

And I bet your mama was a Cajun Queen

And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen

I'm no school boy but I know what I like

You should have heard them just around midnight

Brown Sugar, how come you taste so good, babe

Oh, mama, the Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should, yeah babe

I said, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo

How come you, how come you dance so good

Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo

Just like a, just like a black girl should

Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo