Lyrics:

I'm gonna pick up my buddies
In My Coup DeVille
We're going steppin' out
To MarthaVille
I got brand new patches
On my overalls
They got chicks lined up
From wall to wall
Lookin' good
Feelin' fine
It's Chitlin' Time
It's just a place in the hills
Where the young folks go
To let down their hair
And watch the four winds blow
Gonna heat up the still
And turn the radio on
And listen to the blues boys
Pickin' them songs
Lookin' Ggod
Feelin' fine
It's Chitlin' Time

So grab a suitcase
Tie your shoelace
Put that warpaint on your eyes
We don't wanna be late tonight
It's chitlin' time