Written By: Bryan Adams and Robert John Lange





Deep down in Mississippi

I found my sweet delta blues

She weaved a little southern spell on me

Made a little voodoo



She was born the bright side of midnight

When her mama was seventeen

She was a hot blooded - god fearin' - gospel girl

The finest that I ever seen



She's black coffee - little bit 'o cream

Sweet brown sugar - my midnight dream

Black pearl - my kinda girl

Just the kind of thing to rock my world

Black pearl - she's my kinda girl

Met her in a dixie diner

Put on the southern hospitality

I can still smell her sweet molasses

Running all over me





We started rollin' like the river

Like a twister tearin' through the town

Tongue tied - satisfied - 'n southern fried

As she drove this ol' dixie down



She's black coffee - little bit 'o cream

Sweet brown sugar - my midnight dream

Black pearl - my kinda girl

Just the kind of thing to rock my world

Black pearl - she's my kinda girl

Yeah she's alright - yeah she's ok

Makin' love night - she really made my day