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

Ah, brown sugar, how come you taste so good?

Ah, brown sugar, just like a young girl should

Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot

Lady of the house wondering where it's gonna stop

House boy knows that he's doing alright

You should have heard him just around midnight

Ah, brown sugar, how come you taste so good?

Ah, brown sugar, just like a young girl should

Ah, brown sugar, how come you taste so good?

Ah, brown sugar, just like a black girl should

I bet your mama was a tent show queen

And all her girlfriends were sweet sixteen

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

You should have heard me just around midnight

Ah, brown sugar, how come you taste so good?

Ah, brown sugar, just like a young girl should

I said yeah, yeah, yeah, whew

How come you, how come you taste so good?

I said yeah, yeah, yeah, whew

Just, just like a black girl should