Sixteen years ago, one day,
I was walking down the street
I was cruising in Brooklyn
But wasn't yet a chicken.
He said, "two for one, but three for two."
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken
One day, the blue one went away.
The other grew up fuckin' well.
She was noisy every night.
I had always chicken-bite.
One night, she made me dinner.
Licking finger, I wondered
Where she got the chicken.
One night, she made me dinner.
Licking finger, I wondered
where she got the chicken.
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick.
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken
She went to college to study anatomy
I followed her father's butchery
We got two babies. Is it cool?
One was magenta, the other was blue.
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken
You got to know your chicken