Chick Fil A Bourbon Crow

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Chick fil a, Chick fil a
You mother fuckers aren't open Sundays
When i'm hungover and hungry
Chick fil a you aren't there for me
When i'm bent out on a bender and all i want is some chicken tenders
I see all the closing signs and i'm about to lose my mind
Chick fil a, Chick fil a
You mother fuckers aren't open Sundays
When i'm drunk, drunk all day
Chick fil a you're not there for me
I get up for a reason, to get some Polynesian-
Sauce for my waffle fries
You motherfuckers get in line
Chick fil a, Chick fil a
You mother fuckеrs aren't open Sundays
When i'm drunk, drunk all day
Chick fil a you'rе not there for me

When i wake up i need a fix, a number two, a number six
Hell you know thats right, why am i suprised?

Chick fil a, Chick fil a
You mother fuckers aren't open Sundays
When i'm drunk, drunk all day
Chick fil a you're not there for me
Chick fil a, Chick fil a
You mother fuckers aren't open Sundays
When i'm drunk, drunk all day
Chick fil a you're not there for me
Chick fil a, Chick fil a
Chick fil a you're not there for me

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