Lyrics:

(M. Jagger/K. Richards)



Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields

Sold in a market down in New Orleans

Scarred old slaver knows 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 girl 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 shoulda heard him just around midnight



Brown sugar how come you taste so good, now?

Brown sugar just like a young girl should, now



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



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 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