| Lyrics: | 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 |
