Who Stole My Last Piece of Chicken

Of all the things my momma used to cook, I liked chicken You know that chicken I put in the refrigerator last night? Well, I expect to find it when I get home or else Damn, it really hurts my heart to remember these (Remember these) Days way back in the seventies (Seventies) The only AIDS you used to know was Kool-AIDS Corn-bread, corn-rows and corn-br-AIDS Pull up a chair, read a book like Dr. Seuss Peel off the skin, eat all the meat Nibble on the bone and then suck the goo Man, if my mother was the Colonel, her chicken woulda sold It even taste better the next day cold Chick-chicken, chick-chick-chick-chicken When I collect my thoughts, I recollect I used to listen to my moms (To my mommy) Damn it, everyday Boy, you better clean up your room Before you go outside and play Yo, Monch, you can remember When we used to play skelly way back Blastin' wax, side or tops, Prince don't play that Uh, oh, it's six o'clock, I'm late for dinner If my girl wasn't his girl, I was definitely in her Got in them, print skirts (Yo, you was feenin' for a chicken fix) Ran in the kitchen And put my finger in the cornbread mix Mom yells, "Dinner's ready", 'cause she's the boss All I needed was my ketchup and my hot sauce And my cornbread, now I'm ready to dig in Pick the meat off the bone and then I ate the skin But I'll tell you what my mother would say Somebody stole my piece of chicken But I'll tell you what my mother would say Somebody stole my piece of chicken Round, round, one, three (Up, up, two) I'm fresh out of the batch and you can't catch me Mrs. Mary Mac, all dressed in black She's rather fat and she carries a bat She's the nosiest lady on the block when it's hot Cops get shot when we played SWAT But no one never died though, we just cried Only to laugh again when my moms made fried Chicken barbecues in the summer was the move Whoo, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, Grand Groove Was the jam Grandmaster Vic played in the park Past the dark, I seen the spark, so did me, Troy and Mark Went to the rib shack, ordered chicken and the collard Greens but there's no money left in my wallet But I kept fifty cents for my juice (Word?) Now we would go to Troy's house and get loose (Uhh) I'm just looking out of the window (Window) Watching the asphault grow slow (Grow, slow) My best friend was a G.I. Joe Although he had bald spots in his afro Play with the kids your own age That's what they used to tell us I got jealous when we couldn't run with the big fellas Bullies on the block used to beat us I was quick as a cat, in fact I was a cheetah Especially when we played follow the leader Little Suzy May Robinson used to play Show and tell with my peter I used to rock my British Walkers to church After the choir sang, the preacher started to preach So I had to search For a pen and some paper to keep myself occupied But the aroma from the kitchen came and sat by my side And said, "Mmm, you know I smell good" I said to myself, "Please, oh, please reverend Now would you speed up the sermon so I can determine Whether I'ma have peas or collars greens With my chicken that I'm yearnin'" Turnin' to the usher in the back, whispering "Please keep the chicken monster from coming through The crack of the door", later at the table Moms poppped my hand until it was sore 'Cause I ate the chicken before The preacher said grace, but I'm ready to go for self But there's not one piece of chicken on the table left (What happened to that wing man? Where that chicken go?) Chick-chick-chick-chicken (Where that chicken go?) Chick-chick-chick-chicken, chick-chick-chick-chicken Chick-chick-chick-chicken You know that chicken I put in the refrigerator last night? Well, I expect to find it when I get home, or else But I'll tell you what my mother would say "Somebody stole my piece of chicken" I didn't take your chicken, pop Just wait 'til I get home 'cause ain't no chicken left (Hey, that's cool) Miss Clarabell took the last piece of chicken (That's cool)