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Got your barbecue sauce
And your chicken wings
Throw it in your deep fryer
Burning chili set your heart on fire

Think you've got real soul
Eating chickens by the whole
And make a stop at your liquor store
And go pick yourself up a couple of 40's

Your brother, your mother
Your father, your sister
Your cousins, your daughter
Your brother, your father
And your house pets

Your brother, your mother
Your father, your sister
Your cousins, your daughter
Your brother, your father
And your house pets

Now the grill be hot
So throw the flesh down
Beans and cheese and pork fritter
Tomorrow you'll be sufferin' on the shitter

You've got real soul
Eating chickens by the whole
And make a stop at your liquor store
And go pick yourself up a couple of 40's

Your brother, your mother
Your father, your sister
Your cousins, your daughter
Your brother, your father
And your house pets

Your brother, your mother
Your father, your sister
Your cousins, your daughter
Your brother, your father
And your house pets

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