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Gold coast slave ship
Bound for cotton fields
Sold in a market
Down in New Orleans

A scarred old slaver
Knows if what he's doing alright
Hear him with the women
Just around midnight

Brown sugar
How come you taste so good?
Brown sugar
Just like a young man should

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 should've heard
Just around midnight

Brown sugar
How come you taste so good?
Brown sugar
Just like a young man should

Too down oh yeah brown sugar
How come you taste so good?
Too down oh yeah, brown sugar
Just like a young man should

I bet your mama was a tent show queen
Had all the boyfriends at sweet sixteen
I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like
You should've heard me, just around midnight

Yeah, yeah, how come you taste so good?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Just like a young man should
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I said yeah, yeah, yeah
How come you taste so good?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Just like a young man

Just one more time
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Alright, shout it out now, come on