Lyrics

Fried Chicken Ice Cream

When I'm good and tired
And I'm feeling beat
There's always something
That makes me want to eat
Ain't quiet savory
Ain't quiet sweet

I get me a spoon
And a great big bowl
Then I fill it up
With that crunchy gold
Just to get a taste
I'd sell my soul

Fried Chicken Ice Cream
Take my bowl and you'll start a fight
Fried chicken ice cream
I'd slap my mama if she stole a bite
Caught my brother
Stealing my gold
You shoulda seen him run
Lookin' mighty cold
Fried Chicken Ice Cream

Yeah, somewhere in Texas
Folks are gettin down
Frying that chicken to a golden brown
You can smell it every single where in town

They chop it up
'Bout the size of beans
And drown it in
A rich golden cream
Then freeze it
Til it's like a dream

Fried Chicken Ice Cream
Take my bowl and you'll start a fight
Fried chicken ice cream
I'd slap my mama if she stole a bite
Caught my brother
Stealing my gold
You shoulda seen him run
Lookin' mighty cold
Fried Chicken Ice Cream

This confection has
A secret recipe
Twice fried is the secret key
Keeps it crunchy even when it's freezin
Try it once
You'll be believin'

I wanna say thanks
To the Poultry Team
For usin' brown sugar
And real ice cream

Developed in a lab
With "Free Range Chickens"
Underwritten by a grant
From T. Boone Pickens

Fried Chicken Ice Cream
Take my bowl and you'll start a fight
Fried chicken ice cream
I'd slap my mama if she stole a bite
Caught my brother
Stealing my gold
You shoulda seen him run
Lookin' mighty cold
Fried Chicken Ice Cream

Fried Chicken Ice Cream

Fried Chicken Ice cream

Fried Chicken Ice Cream