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Gold Coast slave ship bound for cotton fields |
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Sold in a market down in New Orleans |
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Scarred old slaver know he's doin' alright |
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Hear him whip the women just around midnight |
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Brown sugar, how come you taste so good |
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Brown sugar, just like a young girl should |
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Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot |
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Lady of the house wonderin' where it's gonna stop |
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House boy knows that he's doin' alright |
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You should a heard him just around midnight |
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Brown sugar, how come you taste so good |
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Brown sugar, just like a young girl should |
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Brown sugar, how come you taste so good |
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Brown sugar, just like a black girl should |
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I bet your mama was a Tent Show queen |
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And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen |
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I'm no school boy but I know what I like |
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You should have heard me just around midnight |
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Brown sugar, how come you taste so good |
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Brown sugar, just like a young girl should |
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I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said oh |
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Just like a black girl should |
