The Rolling Stones – Brown Sugar

Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields

Sold in a 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

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

Ah, get along, brown sugar how come you taste so good, baby?

Ah, got me feelin’ now, brown sugar just like a black girl should

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, baby?

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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