Hah, yeah, I've heard that before.I always thought it was about heroin. <shrug>
Im surprised this one hasn't made it to the chopping block:
That's definitely a song I mumble sang.
Blah blah blah, BROWN SUGAR, blah blah....
I never read the lyrics before. They are freaking hard core! If you just read the lyrics I can see how people would think it's racists. You have to dig a little deeper then just the lyrics though. You can take any song, poem, written word and put your own opinions and thought into it. Just because you wrote something like "Four Dead in Ohio" doesn't mean you endorse killing college students.
It sounds like the Stones wrote it to show how terrible the slave trade was and how it was for women. I personally don't think they were singing the praises of slavery and rape.
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, now
Ah, get along, brown sugar how come you taste so good, baby?
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, baby?
Ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should, yeah
I said yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
How come you... how come you taste so good?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Just like a... just like a black girl should
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
I think that song is about heroin?
Ok, ok, ok.... Just don't cancel Cherry Pie.. Not sure what I'll do.... lol
Dirty, rotten, filthy, stinkin'
She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water, such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good, makes a grown man cry
Sweet Cherry Pie, yeah
Well, swingin' on the front porch, swingin' on the lawn
Swingin' where we want 'cause there ain't nobody home
Swingin' to the left and swingin' to the right
If I think about baseball, I'll swing all night, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Swingin' in the living room, swingin' in the kitchen
Most folks don't 'cause they're too busy bitchin'
Swingin' in there 'cause she wanted me to feed her
So I mixed up the batter and she licked the beater
I scream, you scream, we all scream for her
Don't even try 'cause you can't ignore her