Brown Sugar
Gold Coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in the market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver know he's doin' 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, oh, whoo
Drums beatin' cold, English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wonderin' when it's gonna stop
House boy knows that he's doin' alright
You should have heard him, just around midnight
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good?
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should, yeah
Oh, get it on, brown sugar, how come you taste so good, baby?
Oh, got me thinkin' about, the brown sugar
Just like a black girl should, yeah
Now, I bet your mama was a tent show queen
And all her boyfriends were sweet 16
I'm no school boy, but I know what I like
You should have heard me, just around midnight
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good, baby?
Oh, no, no, brown sugar, just like a young girl should, yeah
I said, yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo!
How come you, how come you taste so good?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo!
Just like a, just like a black girl should
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo!
(Yeah)
Sold in the market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver know he's doin' 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, oh, whoo
Drums beatin' cold, English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wonderin' when it's gonna stop
House boy knows that he's doin' alright
You should have heard him, just around midnight
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good?
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should, yeah
Oh, get it on, brown sugar, how come you taste so good, baby?
Oh, got me thinkin' about, the brown sugar
Just like a black girl should, yeah
Now, I bet your mama was a tent show queen
And all her boyfriends were sweet 16
I'm no school boy, but I know what I like
You should have heard me, just around midnight
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good, baby?
Oh, no, no, brown sugar, just like a young girl should, yeah
I said, yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo!
How come you, how come you taste so good?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo!
Just like a, just like a black girl should
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo!
(Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Mick Jagger, Keith Richards
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
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- Hackney Diamonds (Live Edition)
- Sweet Sounds Of Heaven (Live at Racket, NYC) - Single
- Mess It Up (Purple Disco Machine Remix)
- Mess It Up (Purple Disco Machine Remix) - Single
- Hackney Diamonds
- Sweet Sounds Of Heaven - Single
- Angry
- Forty Licks
- Can I Get A Witness (Influences, Vol. 3) - EP
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