Oh yeah!
Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in the 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 man should
C’mon
Yeah
Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wonderin’ when it’s gonna stop
House boy knows that he’s doing alright
You shoulda heard em just around midnight
Brown sugar how come you taste so good
Brown sugar just like a young man should
Now yeah
Ah, get down on brown, brown sugar, how come you taste so good?
Ah, get down, get down brown sugar, just like a grown man should
Ah 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 shoulda heard me just around midnight
Brown sugar how come you taste so good, baby?
Ah, come down brown sugar, just like a young girl should, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo!)
How come you…how come you taste so good?
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo!)
Just like a grown man should
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo!)
C’mon y’all
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo!)
How come you…how come you taste so good?
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo!)
Just like a grown man should
Just one more time
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woo!)
Alright, shut it on down
C’mon!
Thank you very much! Are you ready? Are you ready?
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