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Brown Sugar, The Rolling Stones

Brown Sugar, The Rolling Stones La mejor canción de los Stones. Aparece en el año 71, single de Sticky Fingers. Este disco se hizo famoso por la portada, que reproducía la bragueta de Mick Jagger con cremallera incluida (por supuesto, fue censurada en España). Es una maravillade riff de guitarra, en el tono de Keith Richards. El solo de saxofón es el mejor que he escuchado en una canción rock. Son los tres minutos y medio mágicos que todo tema que quiera pasar a la historia debería tener (salvo honrosísimas excepciones). La letra es sexo puro y duro. Es una descarga de adrenalina oír a Jagger cantar como una metralleta bajo el fuego de cobertura de la guitarra de Keith Richards. I SAY YEEEAHH, YEEEAHH, YEEEAHH, WOOOOO!!

Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields,
Sold in a market down in New Orleans.
Scarred old slaver know he's doin' alright.
Hear him whip the women just around midnight.
Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
(A - ha) Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should
A - huh.

Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot,
Lady of the house wond'rin where it's gonna stop.
House boy knows that he's doin' alright.
You should a heard him just around midnight.
Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
(A - ha) Brown Sugar, just like a black girl should
A - huh.

I bet your mama was a tent show queen, and all her boy
Friends were sweet sixteen.
I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like,
You should have heard me just around midnight.

Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
(A - ha) Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should.

I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said
Oh just like a, just like a black girl should.

I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said
Oh just like, just like a black girl should.

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