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' when 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
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should

Ahh, come on, brown sugar, how come you taste so good
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should

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 shoulda heard me just around midnight

Brown sugar, how come you taste so good
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should

One more, Brown sugar, how come you taste so good
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should 

I say, yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo
How come ya, how come ya taste so good

Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo
Just like a, just like a young girl should

 Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo
How come ya, how come ya taste so good

Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo
Just like a young girl, young girl should