Alright... There's trouble, baby in Paradise Your chicken's trying to slide away from you You're past your days of harmony When you call it back - you
Well it was mornin' when I left Alabama And it must have been around in mid July I got behind a chicken truck from Georgia And the feathers were a flyin
16 years ago, one day I was walking down the street I was cruising in Brooklyn, you know what I mean Something was cooking but wasn't yet a chicken There
(Bill Justis) My girlfriend slipped and fell Now she's hanging from a cliff I can't come to her rescue But these flowers I must sniff You see I'
You've got the bucket, baby I got the chicken You've got the Smith and a Wesson and I got the ammunition Maybe we could shoot the town or sit around finger
Daddy's belt, Mamas drapes Standin' tall on the backyard shed Lookin' cool in my Superman cape I told the neighborhood girls Said, "Hey y'all, watch this
he said, "this ain't me, but i gotta eat and feed my kids, y'know this place ain't cheap well you can saint or damn m ebut i don't care don't condemn
When I'm feeling down And feeling sad You come around And make me glad I got you Oh, my little chicken I love your feet I love your breasts I
"A musical interlude by the vegetable himself."
Was born on a chicken farm near Nashville, Tennessee 7 billion chicken and me One day I say hey hey, let's drop a little LSD And I set my chicken free
Chicken and latches Latches and chicken Chicken and latches Latches and chicken Chicken and latches Yeah!
Yo a los pollos les aviso para que corran la voz Para que corran la voz yo a los pollos les aviso Yo a los pollos les aviso para que corran la voz Para
The day I came to Hollywood, I got off the bus, just me an' my guitar. My hair was all jacked-up for Jesus, It got real quiet when I walked in that bar
When you find youself in danger, When you're threatened by a stranger, When it looks like you will take a lickin', (puk, puk, puk) There is someone
My heads been hurtin since 83' Since birth my mommas been afraid of me I was raised by the streets I was made to be a young nigga makein cash so easily
I do all the cooking in our house, babe You're always running around I do all the cooking in our house, baby You're always running around There'll be
Chicken's good for the body, Chicken's good for the mind, Chicken's good for the funny bone, Chicken's easy on the eye. Here we go, now! Yum yum chicken
(ILMARI) Dou suru? Tokku ni DINAA no jikan Chicken mo ii kedo Beef mo ii na Tonikaku ima da ni mayocchau keredo Tsuya yoku hajikeru so~su ni shimasu (