Text: The Rolling Stones. Brown Sugar.

Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in a market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver know he doin' alright
Hear him whip the woman just around midnight
Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
Aha Brown Sugar just like a young girl should Ahuh

Drums beating cold English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wond'rin where its gonna stop
House boy knows that he's doing alright
You should a heard him just around midnight
Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
Aha Brown Sugar just like a young girl should Ahuh
Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
Aha Brown Sugar just like a black girl should Ahuh

I bet your mama was a tent show queen
And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen
I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like
You should have heard me just around midnight
Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
Aha Brown Sugar just like a young girl should Ahuh

I said yeah, yeah, yeah oh
How come you taste so good

I said yeah, yeah, yeah oh
Just like a just like a black girl should