Brown Sugar (feat. Eric Clapton)

Yeah, Gold Coast slaves hip bound for cotton field
Sold in a market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver know he's doing all right
Hear him whip the women just around midnight

Brown sugar
How come you taste so good?
Brown sugar
Just like a young girl should - ah yeah

Yeah, drums beating, cold English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wondering where it's going to stop
House boy knows that he's doing all right
You should have heard him just around midnight

Brown sugar
How come you taste so good?
Brown sugar
Just like a young girl should - ah yeah, yeah, yeah...

Ah yeah

Ah, get down to the ground, brown sugar
How come you taste so good?
Ah, get down, get down, brown sugar
Just like a young girl should

I bet your mama was a tent show queen
And all her boyfriends were sweet 16
I'm no school boy, but I know what I like
You should have heard me just around midnight

Brown sugar
How come you taste so good?
Ah, get down, brown sugar
Just like a young girl should

Ah, get down, get down, brown sugar
How come you taste so good?
Ah, get down, get down, brown sugar
Moving around, yeah - come on now, moving around, yeah

Ah, get down to the ground, brown sugar
Just slid on down, just lay it on down
Ah, get down on your knees, brown sugar
How come, how come - whoo!

How come down, down, down, down, down, down...
Whoo!

Ah, how come you taste so good, baby?
Ah, get down to the ground, brown sugar
How come you taste so good?

Down to the ground, brown sugar
How come you taste so good?

[Mick Jagger, spoken]
That's it

[Eric Clapton, spoken]
Was that good?