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Albums:

Muscle Shoals Nitty Gritty (Herbie Mann) · The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band [1992 CEMA] (The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band) · The Real Nitty Gritty (The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band) · Best of the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band [CMCapNash] (The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band) · The Unavailable 16/The Original Nitty Gritty (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Unavailable 16/The Original Nitty Gritty (The Flamingos) · Silk & Soul/Nitty Gritty (Gladys Knight) · Nitty Gritty (Gladys Knight) · More Great Dirt: The Best of the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band, Vol. 2 (The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band) · The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band [1994 CEMA] (The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band) – and 90 other albums »


in the dark nitty gritty boy
So lay back and let me paint you a picture
The way I wanna kiss you is

Slow as the Mississippi
Strong as a fifth
Thump thump
When you do it in the city they go bump bump bump
So throw up your hands and jump jump jump
The real nitty gritty
The country or the city
in the dark nitty gritty boy
So lay back and let me paint you a picture
The way I wanna kiss you is

Slow as the Mississippi
Strong as a fifth
a fishin’ in the dark nitty gritty boy
So lay back and let me paint you a picture
The way I wanna kiss you is

Slow as the Mississippi
Strong as a fifth
Let me tell you 'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar
See, we be making love constantly
That's why my
Let me tell you 'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar
See, we be making love constantly
That's why
Let me tell you 'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar
See, we be making love constantly
That's why
him go  I let him run along (run along)
I write rhymes like I come from New York City 
My DJ spin the music down to the nitty gritty 
When
the Ring
Tra-la-la-la it, brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, brown girl in the ring
Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like sugar and the plum.
Plum plum
'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar
See, we be making love constantly
That's why my eyes are a shade
him go  I let him run along (run along)
I write rhymes like I come from New York City 
My DJ spin the music down to the nitty gritty 
When
Let me tell you 'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar
See, we be making love constantly
That's why
Well, in a little bitty nitty gritty one horse town
Right side up or upside down
A tiny piece of paper got stuck to a boot
And it stayed there
baby home

It go one for the treble
Two for the bass
Used to mess with this girl
Way back in the day

She was from the pj's
And she went both
little brown eyed
It's me and you forever
Girl you're staying by my side

[Chorus]
Could you be my brown eyed girl, baby you're a stunna'
Saw you
niggaz here 
Take a short vacation and niggaz struck fear 
Fuck I'm bout to break it down to the nitty gritty 
Nigga act shitty I'ma bring 'em back
of heroin

I'm thorough when I have to bring the terror in
Handle business in each and every borough in
Town or city, I'm rollin like Frank Nitty, I'm
Nitty, I'm rich and pretty Back up
Kiddies, I got crimies that's grimy and gritty A
Nigga that's spunky and likes to keep his pockets
Chunky makin' most
in my pity
Now let's get to the nitty gritty
June reminds me of my first ditty played unique
Still 16 and feeling horny
Point the sky and feel free
it and get it
And have somebody call the medic (Medic!)
My head is in the right direction, my quarter's in your jukebox
Girl, you are my number one
Two little children a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet 
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
him go  I let him run along (run along)
I write rhymes like I come from New York City 
My DJ spin the music down to the nitty gritty 
When
him go  I let him run along (run along)
I write rhymes like I come from New York City 
My DJ spin the music down to the nitty gritty 
When
Two little children a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet 
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
Two little children a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet 
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she