I have no need for a spoon
For reasons I will not obsess
Full of juicy tenderness
Won't take a full weeks wages
Won't leave you out of breath
Cook until a tan skin tone
Two thirty-five I find works best
Not too high and not too low

[Chorus]
You think it's too long I see
Almost done currently
Never to be cooked rare
Tastes like bone? Try it, just be fair
Want scones?

Trust me chickens here to stay
Go try it at a hotel
You will know then when you are done
You will be in midheaven
That feeling will now pall
These skills I will now bestow
Throw out unused?
Keep instead
Keep it till its all gone

[Chorus]
You think it's too long I see
Almost done currently
Never to be cooked rare
Tastes like bone? Try it, just be fair
Want scones? Want scones?

Make with crumb bread
Till the pack is all gone
Oh, before I forget
Make sure it's not undone
It will cause you stress
Your cooking's prolonged
If not it could cause death
Does this song run-on

[Chorus]
You think it's too long I see
Almost done currently
Never to be cooked rare
Tastes like bone? Try it, just be fair
Want scones? Want scones?