Brown Sugar - Live At The Jazz Cafe, London/1995

Yeah
Two, three, four
Yeah, ooh
Yeah, ooh
Yeah, ooh
Yeah, ooh

Let me tell you 'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar
See, we be makin' love constantly
That's why my eyes are a shade, blood burgundy
The way that we kiss is unlike any other way that I be kissin'
When I'm kissin', what I'm missin', won't you listen
Brown Sugar, babe
I gets high off your love, I don't know how to behave

I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar

Oh, Sugar, when you're close to me
You love me right down to my knees
And whenever you let me hit it
Sweet like honey when it comes to me
Skin is caramel with the coco eyes
Even got a big sister by the name of Chocolate Ty, say what?
I gets high off your love, don't know how to behave

I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar (hey!)

Now that be how the story goes
Brown Sugar got me open now I want some more
Always down for a ménage à trois
But I think I'ma hit it solo, hope my niggas don't mind
Stick out my tongue and I'm 'bout ready to hit this gritty pretty bitty with my sisters
Yo, I don't think y'all hear me
Brown Sugar, babe
I gets high off your love, don't know how to behave

I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
Gimme some of your brown sugar, babe

I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar (brown sugar)
So sweet

So sweet to me, babe
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar

I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar

Thank you!

Brown sugar, baby
I want some of that
Oh right
Oh babe
Oh my, my, my
Oh babe, oh
Brown, brown sugar baby

Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh
Brown sugar

Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh yeah
What's up y'all?
What's up y'all?
I'ma introduce the band to y'all, that's alright?
Ite, uh

Uh, right behind me on the keyboards
On the organs, my man Keys, give it up y'all
Uh, and on the guitar, my man Mike Campbell, yeah
And on the motherfuckin' drums, Aiden
Yeah, my ace on the bass right there, Jerry

Got some brown sugars on the stage right here
Know what I'm sayin'? Yeah
Right here, I'ma start from right here, Angie Stone
Debbie Holmes
Karen Bernard
Oh, yeah

Just wanna thank all y'all for comin' out
Know what I'm sayin'?
We love all of y'all for real
It's some real shit, you know what I mean?

Just a little bit lighter now
Just a little bit lighter now
Just a little bit lighter now
Just a little bit lighter now
Just a little bit lighter now
Just a little bit lighter now
Girl, girl, girl, girl

I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
(Baby, I just want a bit)
I want some of your brown sugar

I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar
I want some of your brown sugar (girl, oh!)

Thank you!