Lyrics:

&amp Dianne Reeves

yo, Blood, Check It Out
boy, Is She Hitting On All The Men, Yo
why Dont You Bake A Cake When I Check It Out
it Is Too Hip For Me, You Dig
hey, Mama

youve Got A Fine Brown Frame
and I Wonder What Could Be Your Name
you Look Good To Me, cause All I Can See
is Your Fine Brown Frame

tell Me, How Long Have You Been Around
baby, When Did You Hit This Big Town
i Wanna Scream cause Ive Never Seen
such A Fine Brown Frame

now, All That I Have Is A Broken Down Chair
but I Would Gladly Make You Queen On My Throne
dont Be A Square, Why Dont You Come Over Here
cause Together We Could Really Get It On

now Youve Got A Fine Brown Frame
oh, Baby, Wont You Tell Me Your Name
you Are Solid With Me cause All I Can See
is Your Fine Brown Frame

youve Got A Fine Brown Frame
and I Wonder What Could Be Your Name
you Look Good To Me, cause All I Can See
is Your Fine Brown Frame

tell Me, How Long Have You Been Around
baby, When Did You Hit This Big Town
now I Wanna Scream, Ow, cause Ive Never Seen
such A Fine Brown Frame

now, All That I Have Is A Broken Down Chair
but I Would Gladly Make You King On My Throne
dont Be A Square, Why Dont You Come Over Here
together We Could Really Get It On And On And On

youve Got A Fine Brown Frame
and I Wonder, Wont You Tell Me Your Name
youre Solid With Me cause All I Can See
is That Fine Brown Frame

now Listen Layla, Dolly, Madonna And Mable
they Are All Fine As Meek And Sable (Yeah)
you May Not Be Classed With The Elite, Baby (I Tried)
and You May Not Be Hip To That Jive, Like They Talk In The Street

woman, Oh, Oh, Baby, Yo
you Look Like Mes Done Nothing Wrong

and I Know Im A Clown Whenever Youre Around
because Im Crazy About (Im Crazy About)
mad About (Im Mad About)
im Nuts About (Nuts About)

what About Youre Fine Brown Frame
yeah

so Crazy About You, Baby