Brown Sugar 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 doing alright Hear him whip the women just around midnight Brown sugar! How come you taste so good, yeah Brown sugar! Just like a young girl should Uh-huh Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot Lady of the house wonderin' where it's gonna stop House boy knows that he's doing alright You shoulda heard him just around midnight Brown sugar! How come you taste so good, now? Brown sugar! Just like a young girl should, now [Sax Solo] Ah, get along brown sugar! How come you taste so good, baby? Ah, got me feelin' now, brown sugar! Just like a black girl should yeah I bet your mama was a tent show queen And all here 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, brown sugar! Just like a young girl should, yeah I said yeah, yeah, yeah, woo! How come you... how come you taste so good? Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo! Just like a... just like a black girl should Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!