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She cooks with lard,
Loves hot food bars.
A quart of sweet tea,
And fried pork skins.
Can't get enough, 
Eats 'til she's stuffed.
Goes
that story 

Nowadays a lot of people are trying to worship Satan 

But your gonna fry in hell 

I'm never burning up the forcast 

No change in
is I'm not a ho
And to get with me you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough
Now that's Spanish chick, French chick, Indian and black
That's fried chicken,
indian and black
That's fried chicken, curry chicken, damn I'm gettin fat
Arroz con pollo, french fries and crepe
An appetitite for destruction but I
need to know is I'm not a ho
And to get with me you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough
Now that's Spanish chick, French chick, Indian and black
That's fried
need to know is I'm not a ho
And to get with me you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough
Now that's Spanish chick, French chick, Indian and black
That's fried
sweating.
Celery and blue cheese on my menu next.

Southern Fry won't allow my body to lie still.
Tied face goons surround me like cancer, drill
Me with
That's fried chicken, curry chicken, damn I'm gettin fat

Arroz con pollo, french fries and crepe
An appetitite for destruction but I scrape the plate
and blue cheese on my menu next

Southern Fry won't allow my body to lie still
Tied face goons surround me like cancer drill
me with second-hand
and blue cheese on my menu next

Southern Fry won't allow my body to lie still
Tied face goons surround me like cancer drill
Me with second-hand
And to get with me you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough
Now that's Spanish chick, French chick, Indian and black
That's fried chicken, curry chicken, damn I'm
dumped out a whole bunch of fry deals
I'm just kinda fried, I don't know why
I just popped up eatin breakfast askin why
(Big Moe)
Yeeeh-yeeeah, yeeeh yeeah