The Broke Neck Reds - Crack Chicken Lyrics

There's a hole in the wall
On the rundown side of town
Where soul food simmers
Gravy's smooth and white or dark and brown
Ain't nothing better nowhere around
Oh, I keep going back
Yeah, it's bad for me, I know
Crack chicken keep me comin' back for mo
That chicken's fried up so crispy
Just the right amount of spice
It's clogging up my arteries
But oh, it tastes so nice
I'm talking fried okra, red beans and rice
Oh, I keep going back
Yeah, it's bad for me, I know
Crack chicken keep it comin' back for mo
That chicken's fried up so crispy
Just the right amount of spice
It's clogging up my arteries
But oh, it tastes so nice
I'm talking fried okra, red beans and rice
Oh, I keep going back
Yeah, it's bad for me, I know
Crack chicken keep it comin' back for mo
Ohhh
The taste of the Southland
Juicy blues in every bite
My pants is gettin' tighter
But my head say that's alright
Buttery rolls reflect my delight
Oh I keep goin' back
Yeah it's bad for me I know
Crack chicken keep me comin' back for mo
Oh oh
The taste of the Southland
Juicy blues in every bite
My pants is gettin' tighter
But my head say that's alright
Buttery rolls reflect my delight
Oh I keep goin' back
Yeah it's bad for me I know
Crack chicken keep me comin' back for mo
Ohh ohh
Ohh ohh
Crack chicken keep me comin' back for mo