or
The Rolling Stones

Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in a market down in new Orleans
Scarred old slaver know he's doin' alright
Hear him whip the women just around midnight
Ah brown sugar how come you taste so good
(a-ha) brown sugar, just like a young girl should
A-huh

Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wondrin' where it's gonna stop
House boy knows that he's doin' alright
You should a heard him just around midnight
Ah brown sugar how come you taste so good
(a-ha) brown sugar, just like a black girl should
A-huh

I bet your mama was a tent show queen, and all her boy
Friends were sweet sixteen
I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like
You should have heard me just around midnight

Ah brown sugar how come you taste so good
(a-ha) brown sugar, just like a young girl should

I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said
Oh just like a, just like a black girl should

I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said
Oh just like, just like a black girl should

Written by JAGGER, MICK / RICHARDS, KEITH
Published by ABKCO Music Inc.

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