作词 : J. Mayo Williams/Guadalupe Cartiero 作曲 : J. Mayo Williams/Guadalupe Cartiero Yo, blood, check it out Boy, is she hitting on all the men, yo Why don't you bake a cake when I check it out It is too hip for me, you dig? Hey, mama You've got a fine brown frame And I wonder what could be your name You look good to me, 'cause all I can see Is your fine brown frame Tell me, how long have you been around? Baby, when did you hit this big town? I wanna scream 'cause I've never seen Such a fine brown frame Now, all that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make you queen on my throne Don't be a square, why don't you come over here? 'Cause together we could really get it on Now you've got a fine brown frame Oh, baby, won't you tell me your name? You are solid with me 'cause all I can see Is your fine brown frame You've got a fine brown frame And I wonder what could be your name You look good to me, 'cause all I can see Is your fine brown frame Tell me, how long have you been around? Baby, when did you hit this big town? Now I wanna scream, ow, 'cause I've never seen Such a fine brown frame Now, all that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make you king on my throne Don't be a square, why don't you come over here? Together we could really get it on and on and on You've got a fine brown frame And I wonder, won't you tell me your name? You're solid with me 'cause all I can see Is that fine brown frame Now listen Layla, Dolly, Madonna and Mable They are all fine as meek and sable (Yeah?) You may not be classed with the elite, baby (I tried) And you may not be hip to that jive, like they talk in the street Woman, oh, oh, baby, yo You look like me's done nothing wrong And I know I'm a clown whenever you're around Because I'm crazy about (I'm crazy about) Mad about (I'm mad about) I'm nuts about (Nuts about) What about you're fine brown frame Yeah So crazy about you, baby
作词 : J. Mayo Williams/Guadalupe Cartiero 作曲 : J. Mayo Williams/Guadalupe Cartiero Yo, blood, check it out Boy, is she hitting on all the men, yo Why don't you bake a cake when I check it out It is too hip for me, you dig? Hey, mama You've got a fine brown frame And I wonder what could be your name You look good to me, 'cause all I can see Is your fine brown frame Tell me, how long have you been around? Baby, when did you hit this big town? I wanna scream 'cause I've never seen Such a fine brown frame Now, all that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make you queen on my throne Don't be a square, why don't you come over here? 'Cause together we could really get it on Now you've got a fine brown frame Oh, baby, won't you tell me your name? You are solid with me 'cause all I can see Is your fine brown frame You've got a fine brown frame And I wonder what could be your name You look good to me, 'cause all I can see Is your fine brown frame Tell me, how long have you been around? Baby, when did you hit this big town? Now I wanna scream, ow, 'cause I've never seen Such a fine brown frame Now, all that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make you king on my throne Don't be a square, why don't you come over here? Together we could really get it on and on and on You've got a fine brown frame And I wonder, won't you tell me your name? You're solid with me 'cause all I can see Is that fine brown frame Now listen Layla, Dolly, Madonna and Mable They are all fine as meek and sable (Yeah?) You may not be classed with the elite, baby (I tried) And you may not be hip to that jive, like they talk in the street Woman, oh, oh, baby, yo You look like me's done nothing wrong And I know I'm a clown whenever you're around Because I'm crazy about (I'm crazy about) Mad about (I'm mad about) I'm nuts about (Nuts about) What about you're fine brown frame Yeah So crazy about you, baby
