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 whip the women, just around midnight

Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should

Drums beating cold English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wonderin´ where it´s gonna stop
House boy knows that he´s doing alright
You should a heard him just around midnight

Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should

Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
Ah, brown sugar just like a black girl should

I bet your mama was a tent show queen
And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen
I´m no school boy but I know what I like
You should have heard me just around midnight

Ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should

I said yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo!
How come you... How come you taste so good?
I said yeah, yeah, yeah, whew
Just like a black girl should
I said yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo!