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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dianne Reeves
Dianne Reeves
Vocals
Lou Rawls
Lou Rawls
Vocals
Chris and Angie Parker
Chris and Angie Parker
Drums
Cornell Dupree
Cornell Dupree
Guitar
Richard Tee
Richard Tee
Piano
Tinker Barfield
Tinker Barfield
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Mayo Williams
J. Mayo Williams
Composer
Guadalupe Cartiero
Guadalupe Cartiero
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Cuscuna
Michael Cuscuna
Producer
Billy Vera
Billy Vera
Producer
Peter Darmi
Peter Darmi
Mixing Engineer
Wally Traugott
Wally Traugott
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yo, blood, check it out
Boy, is she hittin' on all nine now?
Why don't you vacate gate while I check it out
It is too hip for me, you dig?
Hey, mama
You've got a fine brown frame
And I wonder what could be your name
You look good to me, 'cause all I can see
Is your fine brown frame
Tell me, how long have you been around?
Baby, when did you hit this big town?
I wanna scream 'cause I've never seen
Such a fine brown frame
Now, all that I have is a broken down chair
But I would gladly make you queen on my throne
Don't be a square, why don't you come over here?
'Cause together we could really get it on
Now you've got a fine brown frame
Oh, baby, won't you tell me your name?
You are solid with me 'cause all I can see
Is your fine brown frame
You've got a fine brown frame
And I wonder what could be your name
You look good to me, 'cause all I can see
Is your fine brown frame
Tell me, how long have you been around?
Baby, when did you hit this big town?
Now I wanna scream, ow, 'cause I've never seen
Such a fine brown frame
Now, all that I have is a broken down chair
But I would gladly make you king on my throne
Don't be a square, why don't you come over here
Together we could really get it on and on and on
And you've got a fine brown frame
And I wonder, won't you tell me your name?
You're solid with me 'cause all I can see
Is that fine brown frame
Now listen Dinah, Dolly, Madonna, and Mable
They are all fine as mink and sable (Yeah?)
You may not be classed with the elite, baby (I tried)
And you may not be hip to that jive like they talk in the street
Woman, oh, oh, baby, yo
You look like Venus done up in bronze
And I know I'm a clown whenever you're around
Because I'm crazy about (I'm crazy about)
Mad about (I'm mad about)
I'm nuts about (Nuts about)
What? About your fine brown frame
Yeah
So crazy about you, baby
Written by: Guadalupe Cartiero, J. Mayo Williams
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