Bryan Adams

Deep down in Mississippi
I found my sweet delta blues
She weaved a little southern spell on me
Made a little voodoo

She was born the bright side of midnight
When her mama was seventeen
She was a hot blooded, god fearin', gospel girl
The finest that I ever seen

[Chorus:]
She's black coffee, little bit 'o cream
Sweet brown sugar, my midnight dream
Black pearl, my kinda girl
Just the kind of thing to rock my world
Black pearl, she's my kinda girl

Met her in a dixie diner
Put on the southern hospitality
I can still smell her sweet molasses
Running all over me

We started rollin' like the river
Like a twister tearin' through the town
Tongue tied - satisfied - 'n southern fried
As she drove this ol' dixie down

[Chorus]
She's black coffee, little bit 'o cream
Sweet brown sugar, my midnight dream
Black pearl, my kinda girl
Just the kind of thing to rock my world
Black pearl, she's my kinda girl

Yeah she's alright, yeah she's ok
Makin' love night, she really made my day

Written by LANGE, ROBERT JOHN / ADAMS, BRYAN
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing

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