Know Your Chicken Lyrics
16 years ago, one day,I was walking down the streetI was cruising in BrooklynYou know what I mean?Something was cooking,but wasn't yet a chicken.There was a man,Selling chicks in a box.He said, "2 for 1, but 3 for 2."I said, "That's not bad,Here's money for you."One was magenta,The other was blue.I know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenOne day, the blue one went away.The other grew up fuckin' well.She was noisy every night.I had always chicken-bite.Then I met a loverOne night, she made me dinner.Licking finger, I wonderedWhere she got the chicken.Then I met a lover.One night, she made me dinner.Licking finger, I wonderedwhere she got the chicken.I know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenSpare the rod and spoil the chickBefore you go and shit a brick.Spare the rod and spoil the chickBefore you go and shit a brickSpare the rod and spoil the chickBefore you go and shit a brickSpare the rod and spoil the chickBefore you go and shit a brickI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenShe went to college to study anatomyI followed her father's butcheryWe got 2 babies. Is it cool?One was magenta, the other was blue.I know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chickenI know my chickenYou got to know your chicken...
Cibo Matto Know Your Chicken
