The Fried Chicken Song Lyrics

Mary won't you come out of yonder tree. Mary 'cause I want you down here with me. See, I know the place with the good fried chicken, with biscuits and gravy and all the fixings.

I said Mary, don't you wanna? Mary, won't you come with me?

Mary, don't you hide under all the books? Small little girl with the bad good looks See, I know the place with the good fried chicken, with biscuits and gravy and all the fixings.
I said Mary, don't you wanna? Mary, won't you come with me?

Mary-Mary, don't freak that Boogaloo... Mary-Mary, don't freak it no more...

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