Lyrics: Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields Sold in a market down in New Orleans Scarred old slaver knows hes 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 its gonna stop House boy knows that hes 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 Get along, brown sugar How come you taste so good, baby? 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 Im no schoolboy but I know what I like You shoulda heard me just around midnight Brown sugar How come you taste so good, baby? Brown sugar Just like a young girl should, yeah I said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah How come you, how come you taste so good? Yeah, yeah, yeah Just like a, just like a black girl should Yeah, yeah, yeah"