The Rolling Stones feat. Eric Clapton brown sugar

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
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 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, now?
Brown sugar
just like a young girl should
Ah, get along, brown sugar
how come you taste so good,
Ah, got me feelin' now, 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 schoolboy but I know what I like
You shoulda heard me just around midnight
Brown sugar
how come you taste so good
Ah, brown sugar
just like a young girl should
Brown sugar
get down, get down
how come you taste so good
Ah, brown sugar
get down, get down
just like a young girl should
Ah, brown sugar
get down, get down
how come you taste so good
Ah, brown sugar
get down, get down
moving around, moving around
Ah, brown sugar
get down, get down
how come you taste so good
Ah, brown sugar
get down, get down