Cibo Matto - Know Your Chicken lyrics

16 years ago, one day,

I was walking down the street

I was cruising in Brooklyn

You know what I mean?

Something was cooking,

but wasn't yet a chicken.

There was a man,

Selling chicks in a box.

He said, "2 for 1, but 3 for 2."

I said, "That's not bad,

Here's money for you."

One was magenta,

The other was blue.

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

One day, the blue one went away.

The other grew up fuckin' well.

She was noisy every night.

I had always chicken-bite.

Then I met a lover

One night, she made me dinner.

Licking finger, I wondered

Where she got the chicken.

Then I met a lover.

One night, she made me dinner.

Licking finger, I wondered

where she got the chicken.

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my 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

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

She went to college to study anatomy

I followed her father's butchery

We got 2 babies. Is it cool?

One was magenta, the other was blue.

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken...