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

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

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

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

It even taste the next day cold
Chick-chicken,
When I my thoughts, I recollect
I used to listen to my
(To my mommy)

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

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

If my girl his girl, I was definitely in her
Got in them, skirts
(Yo, you was for a chicken fix)
Ran in the
And put my in the cornbread mix

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

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

Round, round, one,
(Up, up, two)
I'm fresh out of the batch and you can't me
Mrs. Mary Mac, all dressed in
rather fat and she carries a bat

She's the nosiest lady on the block it's hot
Cops get shot when we played
But no one never though, we just cried
Only to laugh again 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
the dark, I seen the spark, so did me, Troy and Mark

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

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

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

I was quick as a cat, in fact I was a
Especially we played follow the leader
Little Suzy May Robinson to play
Show and tell my peter

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

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

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

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

But there's not one piece of chicken on the table
(What to that wing man? Where that chicken go?)

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

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

I didn't take chicken, pop

Just wait 'til I get home ain't no chicken left
(Hey, cool)
Clarabell took the last piece of chicken
(That's cool)