[Verse 1]
Well, back in the Middle Ages of European,
They did some preparin' of the food that began,
We made fried chicken, until it was baked,
Then we had plenty of lard, because it was homemade.
Then they started pickin', later they've lickin',
Mmm, fried chicken.

[Chorus]
Well, they're tastin', wastin' bones that's unchewed,
Pickin' all the meat with a crunch or two.
They have even did the dippin', all the spice was still a whippin',
Woo, fried chicken.

[Verse 2]
Well, we learned to make the chicken, since they told us to,
Fried chicken with some gravy stew.
They took a mighty bite, but didn't have no clue.
But then they took a bite of the gravy too.
They all started munchin', well as all the crunchin',
Whoa, fried chicken.

[Chorus]
Well, they've tastin', wastin' bones that's unchewed,
Pickin' all the meat with a crunch or two.
They have even did the dippin', all the spice was still a whippin',
Woo, fried chicken.

[Verse 3]
Well, when Colonel Sanders came, he once sent us food,
I wonder if it gives us a hungry mood.
We took one chicken that was in his bucket,
And we heard it a blastin' like a big rocket.
Now we started eatin', good and finger lickin',
Hoo, fried chicken.

[Chorus]
We've tastin', wastin' bones that's unchewed.
Pickin' all the meat with a crunch or two.
We have even did the dippin', all the spice was still a whippin',
Woo, fried chicken.