Chicken For Breakfast

Woke up late Sunday morning in a mid-July
Had a hanker for some chicken and scrambled on the side
My woman good with the oven when she put it inside
Or she can boil up her oil and make it deep-fried

So I kicked that old lady clear out of our bed
Told her I was so hungry I was out of my head
You grab me one of them chickens and a bunch of them eggs
And I'll have me some breasts and some thighs and legs

Now look at that cock
Look at that cock go
He shimmy and he shake
While he go to and fro
Used to be a little pecker
But man did he grow
Look at that cock
Look at that cock go

Now he's jumping like Old Scratch that big red bird
But my old lady like to catch em when it's good and hard
Cause she wiggle and she jiggle like a bass guitar
Chasing a hot young cock across the barnyard

But that cock ran a-foul and slipped between her legs
My girl got in a twist and nearly broke her neck
She would up slipping in a puddle and got all wet
And that cock ain't still in the oven just yet

Now look at that cock
Look at that cock go
He shimmy and he shake
While he go to and fro
He used to be a little pecker
But man did he grow
Look at that cock
Look at that cock go

My old lady's dress is muddy - she's a bit displeased
But that gingham is a-swinging way up high above her knees
I might be an old rooster but I'm not a cock-tease
Cause her big green eyes said, you know what I need

Now

Look at that cock
Look at that cock go
He shimmy and he shake
While he go to and fro
He used to be a little pecker
But man did he grow
Look at that cock
Look at that cock go