NaPM April 13, 2018

[Leanne]

Fried

Eleven herbs and spices, finger lickin',
an advertiser's dream in crumbs and grease --
ain't nothing beats the Colonel's famous chicken

When we were kids our little hearts would quicken
just thinking of the flavour of a piece:
eleven herbs and spices, finger lickin'

For road trips, birthday treats or just picnickin'
the salty gobs of fat would bring us peace
ain't nothing beats the Colonel's famous chicken

The rumours were that KFC were trickin'
and it was pigeon fried, or maybe meece --
eleven herbs and spices, finger lickin'

And even when the folks began to sicken,
the payouts figures never did increase --
ain't nothing beats the Colonel's famous chicken

Just salt and pepper, bit of flour to thicken
the greedy are not very hard to fleece
eleven herbs and spices, finger lickin' 
ain't nothing beats the Colonel's famous chicken