I was sitting at a table
Down at the Steak 'n' Sabre
With Cain and Abel
The circumstance was a different kind of world
We were laughing and drinking
The universe was shrinking
I was thinking, man, that's a different kind of world
Down at the Steak 'n' Sabre
Like Trobarianders
Don't you understand that's a different kind of world
I was swimming in Bali
When I got swallowed
By something hollow
We were going down to a different kind of world
Where they talk like Plato
And sweet potatoes growing all around in a different kind
of world
Right down in the shallows
And the wind it blows
Don't you know that's a different kind of worldGold Coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in the market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver knows he's doin' 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
Drums beatin' cold, English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wonderin' when it's gonna stop
House boy knows that he's doin' 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
--- Saxophone ---
Brown Sugar, how come you dance so good
Brown Sugar, just like a black girl should
I bet your mama was a tent show queen
And all her girlfriends 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!!
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