Lyrics:

Brown gal, you're sweet like a sugar
Shelia, you're nice like a money
I take a walk, go outta street late last night
I tell a gal, 'howdy doo'
I was standing outside my gate one day
I hear someone say, 'A you?!'
But when I take a look at the same brown gal who me tell the sweet, 'howdy doo'
If a so, gal a so
What to be, must be

Now, when I call her 'round a mi big backyard...
Man, the gal nuh watch that
So, when I call her 'round a mi sitting hall...
There, the gal, she worship
But, when I call her 'round a mi big bedroom...
Man, you should-a did deh
If a so, brown gal nice!
Like a pound of rice
Brown gal, I want you squeeze me nice
Shelia, I want you do it right


So, I change mi mind from brown girl Monday morning
I take one with tall fingernails
She couldn't peel banana
She couldn't spread mi bed
She couldn't even cook pepper pot
All she do is stay home all day and romp with Mr. Softone
If a so, gal a so
What to be, must be

Everyday I try to do my best, but the gal couldn't satisfy
Every night she try to build a fight, there my ol' man worship!
Every hour she tried to make things sour
Bye-bye girl, I'm gone
If a so, gal a so
Brown gal, come back home
Brown gal, I want you squeeze me nice
Shelia, I want you do it right
Brown gal, I want you squeeze me nice
Shelia, I want you do it right

Brown gaaaaaaaaaal
I want you hold me tight
Shelia, I want you squeeze me nice
Say, brown gaaaaaaaaaal
Yeah!
Alright!