Brown Sugar

Rolling Stones

Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields 
Sold in the market down in New Orleans 
Scarred old slaver knows he's doing alright 
Hear him whip the women just around midnight 

Brown sugar how come you taste so good 
Brown sugar just like a young girl should- ah hum oh..
Woo!

Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot 
Lady of the house wonderin' where it's gonna stop 
House boy knows that he's doing alright 
You shoulda heard him just around midnight 

Brown sugar how come you taste so good, now? 
Brown sugar just like a young girl should, now - yeah!

Ah, get it on brown sugar,
how come you taste so good, babe? 
Ah, got me feelin' now for brown sugar,
just like a black girl should yeah

Now I bet your mama was a tent show queen 
And all here boyfriends were sweet sixteen 
I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like 
You shoulda heard me just around midnight 

Brown sugar how come you taste so good, babe? 
Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should, yeah 

I said yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!
How come you...how come you taste so good? 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo! 
Just like a...just like a black girl should 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!  
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