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2003-01-24, 04:45 PM
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Second Lieutenant
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Unreg seems to like putting up lyrics, so here is a thread for you.
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...
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2003-01-24, 06:23 PM
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Lieutenant Colonel
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Cibo Matto, "Know your chicken" off of Viva! La Women.
(I am impressed that someone else knows/likes Cibo Matto) One was magenta, The other wasa barue. 
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If you hear a voice within you saying, 'You are not a painter,' then by all means paint boy, and that voice will be silenced. ~ Vincent van Gogh Sit Back, Relax, and Enjoy the Action. Last edited by Lexington_Steele; 2003-01-24 at 06:27 PM. |
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2003-01-24, 10:48 PM
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Second Lieutenant
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Glade to see someone got it. I love their songs. So odd.
Ta-wa-za pu-nue = The other was blue I had no idea what the hell those songs said untill I read the lyrics.
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