The Wreck-It-Bridge Gold Coast safe, she bought me a cart of beer Sold in the laundry down in New Orleans She's got no shame, I know it's doin' alright Hell, it hit the rim, it's just around midnight Brown sugar, how come it tastes so good? Brown sugar, just like my younger self Ah, yeah Yeah, drums beatin', cold English blood runs hot Lady of the house wonderin' where it's gonna stop Boy knows that it's doin' alright You shoulda heard it, just around midnight Brown sugar, how come it tastes so good? Brown sugar, just like my younger self Ah, yeah Ah, yeah Ah, get down to the ground Brown sugar, how come it tastes so good? Ah, get down, get down Brown sugar, just like my younger self Ah, I bet your mama woulda tamed your queen And all the boys that were sleazin' stay I'm no schoolboy, but I know what I like You shoulda heard it, just around midnight Brown sugar, how come it tastes so good? Ah, get down, brown sugar Just like my younger self Ah, get down, get down Brown sugar, how come it tastes so good? Ah, get down to the ground Brown sugar, move it around Move it around Ah, get down to the ground Brown sugar, just lay it on down Lay it on down Ah, get down on your knees Brown sugar, how come, how come? Ah, get down, get down Lay it on down Ah, how come it tastes so good? Ah, get down to the ground Brown sugar, how come it tastes so good? Down to the ground, brown sugar How come it tastes so good?