Brown Sugar - Dynamite

Brown Sugar, how come you dance so good

Brown Sugar, just like a black girl should

I bet your mama was a Cajun Queen,

And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen

I’m no school boy but I know what I like

You should have heard them just around midnight

Brown Sugar, how come you taste so good

Brown Sugar, just like a black girl should

I said, yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo

How come you, how come you dance so good

Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo

Just like a, just like a black girl should

Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo