Chicken Fried Snake

I double parked the mothership at the drive-in diner motel
Chicken and Blues called to me and the small town clientele
‘Crystal’ said the name badge ‘I guess it’s a table for one?’
Tonight I’m flying solo, I’m a greedy son of a gun
Coffee or Moonshine, Whatever it takes
If you’re sittin’ in tonight
It’s chicken-fried snake
Chicken fried snake
It ain’t champagne on a Tuesday
Or Friday’s fish and chips
It’s reptile without cutlery
Serpent and Garlic Dips
I’m a rhinestone cowboy
In a nudie suit
I just ordered myself some deep-fried python boots
Ask about the menu, is that a mistake?
Ain’t you got nothin’ but
Chicken Fried Snake?
I got a one-track mind and I’m gonna go to town
Gonna chew this cobra and wash it down
Well Here comes dinner through the glory hole
With A fistful of fries and coiled rissole
I’m a rhinestone cowboy, with venom on the side
Want it done poultry style the way the colonel fried
Ask about the menu, is that a mistake?
Ain’t you got nothing but
Chicken Fried Snake
Chicken Fried Snake
Chicken Fried Snake
Chicken Fried Snake