CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Kfc
How large are your breasts?
How large are your breasts?
We used to prank call the Kentucky Fried Chicken
And ask, "How large are your breasts?"
I was chilling in my house with my friend Aaron Cooper
Both of us enormously bored at home
So, of course, we were horsing around
On my family's old-school Panasonic cordless phone
We were 13 and 12 -- just the right ages to call
Every KFC in the white pages, and have ourselves a giggle fest While we asked, "How large are your big ol' breasts?"
Now, it was Coop's turn to place the next prank-call
Boy, did he mess it up, the prank tanked, y'all!
'Cause when he pressed "talk" and at that exact second
My mom called home from work to chick-a-check in!
The timing was the damnedest thing
'Cause the phone didn't even have the chance to ring!
So, as far as Coop knew, he was placing a call
He didn't realize he was answering!
Now, when Coop put his ear to the phone
Did he hear a dial tone?
No!
You guessed correctly
I mean, there was somebody on the other end
But he hadn't dialed any numbers yet
So, unless we kept a hotline that connected directly
How could he be talking to the KFC?
Mighty perplexed he was, and so flustered
It made him screw up the joke
Here's how it went, verbatim:
Coop; "Hello?"
My mom; "Hello?"
Coop; "Uh, do you have young breasts?"
My mom; "Aaron? Is that you?"
Coop; "Please don't tell my parents!"
Click!
How large are your breasts?
We used to prank call the Kentucky Fried Chicken
And ask, "How large are your breasts?"
I was chilling in my house with my friend Aaron Cooper
Both of us enormously bored at home
So, of course, we were horsing around
On my family's old-school Panasonic cordless phone
We were 13 and 12 -- just the right ages to call
Every KFC in the white pages, and have ourselves a giggle fest While we asked, "How large are your big ol' breasts?"
Now, it was Coop's turn to place the next prank-call
Boy, did he mess it up, the prank tanked, y'all!
'Cause when he pressed "talk" and at that exact second
My mom called home from work to chick-a-check in!
The timing was the damnedest thing
'Cause the phone didn't even have the chance to ring!
So, as far as Coop knew, he was placing a call
He didn't realize he was answering!
Now, when Coop put his ear to the phone
Did he hear a dial tone?
No!
You guessed correctly
I mean, there was somebody on the other end
But he hadn't dialed any numbers yet
So, unless we kept a hotline that connected directly
How could he be talking to the KFC?
Mighty perplexed he was, and so flustered
It made him screw up the joke
Here's how it went, verbatim:
Coop; "Hello?"
My mom; "Hello?"
Coop; "Uh, do you have young breasts?"
My mom; "Aaron? Is that you?"
Coop; "Please don't tell my parents!"
Click!
