Lyrics:

Gold Coast slave ship bound for the cotton fields.
Sold in a market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver knows he’s doin’ all right
Hear him whip the women just around midnight.
Brown Sugar - how come you dance so good? Huh?
Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should - Uh huh!

Drums beatin’ cold - English blood runs hot!
Lady of the house wond’rin’ where it’s gonna stop.
House-boy knows that he’s doin’ all right.
You shoulda heard ‘em just around midnight!
Brown Sugar - how come you dance so good, now?
Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should, now. Yeah!

Brown Sugar - how come you dance so good, now?
Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should, now. Yeah!

I bet your Mama was a tent-show queen
And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen.
I’m no schoolboy but I know what I like -
You shoula heard ‘em just around midnight.
Brown Sugar - how come you dance so good? Yeah!
Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should! Yeah!
Brown Sugar - how come you dance so good, now?
Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should, now. Yeah!
Brown Sugar - how come you dance so good, now?
Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should, now. Yeah!
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