Luyện nghe bài hát Who Stole My Last Piece of Chicken?

Of all the things my used to cook, I liked chicken
You know that chicken I put in the last night?
Well, I expect to it when I get home or else

Damn, it really hurts my to remember these
(Remember these)
Days way in the seventies
(Seventies)
The only you used to know was Kool-AIDS
Corn-bread, and corn-br-AIDS

Pull up a chair, read a like Dr. Seuss
off the skin, eat all the meat
Nibble on the bone and then the goo
Man, if my mother was the Colonel, her woulda sold

It even taste better the day cold
Chick-chicken,
When I collect my thoughts, I
I to listen to my moms
(To my mommy)

it, everyday
Boy, you better clean up room
Before you go outside and

Yo, Monch, you can
When we used to skelly way back
Blastin' wax, side or tops, Prince don't play
Uh, oh, it's six o'clock, I'm for dinner

If my wasn't his girl, I was definitely in her
Got in them, skirts
(Yo, you was feenin' for a fix)
Ran in the
And put my in the cornbread mix

Mom yells, "Dinner's ready", she's the boss
All I was my ketchup and my hot sauce
And my cornbread, now I'm to dig in
Pick the meat off the bone and I ate the skin

But I'll tell you what my mother say
Somebody my piece of chicken
But tell you what my mother would say
stole my piece of chicken

Round, round, one,
(Up, up, two)
I'm fresh out of the batch and you catch me
Mrs. Mac, all dressed in black
She's rather fat and she a bat

She's the nosiest lady on the block when hot
Cops get when we played SWAT
But no one never died though, we cried
Only to laugh when my moms made fried

Chicken barbecues in the summer was the
Whoo, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, Groove
Was the jam Grandmaster Vic in the park
Past the dark, I the spark, so did me, Troy and Mark

Went to the rib shack, chicken and the collard
Greens but no money left in my wallet
But I kept cents for my juice
(Word?)
Now we would go to Troy's house and get
(Uhh)

I'm just looking out of the
(Window)
Watching the asphault grow
(Grow, slow)
My friend was a G.I. Joe
Although he had spots in his afro

with the kids your own age
That's what they used to us
I got jealous we couldn't run with the big fellas
Bullies on the used to beat us

I was as a cat, in fact I was a cheetah
Especially when we played the leader
Little Suzy May Robinson used to
and tell with my peter

I to rock my British Walkers to church
After the choir sang, the started to preach
So I had to
For a pen and some to keep myself occupied

But the aroma from the kitchen came and sat by my
And said, "Mmm, you I smell good"
I said to myself, "Please, oh, reverend
Now would you speed up the sermon so I can

I'ma have peas or collars greens
With my that I'm yearnin'"
Turnin' to the usher in the back,
"Please keep the chicken monster from coming

The crack of the door", later at the
Moms poppped my hand until it was
'Cause I ate the chicken
The preacher grace, but I'm ready to go for self

But not one piece of chicken on the table left
(What happened to that wing Where that chicken go?)

(Where chicken go?)
Chick-chick-chick-chicken,

You know that I put in the refrigerator last night?
Well, I expect to find it I get home, or else
But I'll you what my mother would say
"Somebody my piece of chicken"

I didn't take chicken, pop

Just wait 'til I get home 'cause no chicken left
(Hey, cool)
Clarabell took the last piece of chicken
(That's cool)