Who’s Goin’ to El Corral Tonight?

Before I graduate college, I wanted to create something so epic, so revolutionary and so mind-boggling that even the most seasoned critics would find themselves in need of a diaper change. While some students focus on trivial, unimportant matters such as grades, relationships and careers, I decided to invest my time into an absurdly well-produced music video about a small restaurant that serves cheap chicken. To each his own.

Everyone remembers their first time. The hot, juicy meat. The white sauce. And the ultimate satisfaction of walking away without leaving a tip. That’s right, I am talking about your first trip to El Corral.

If you’ve been there, well, there isn’t much I need to tell you. If you haven’t, make it your business to get over to that little shack on Alafaya. You can thank me later.

I couldn’t have made this vision a reality without some incredibly talented people. The music was recorded in a studio and produced by Graham Muron. The main vocals are by the wonderful Lainie Kates. Aside from myself, the incredible hip hop talent was the legendary Christian Martin, as well as Maria Kapusta and Veronica Heller (The ‘I’m a Bro’ girls). It was filmed with the vision of KnightNews.com’s very own editor Cliff Jett. All of the post production work that went into making this video so well-produced was by UCF phenomenon and owner and founder of thesimple.org, Zeve Salman.

And without further ado, I present “Who’s Goin’ to El Corral Tonight?”

Below the video you will find the song lyrics.

Who’s Goin’ to El Corral Tonight?

Feelin hunger in the air,
I aint got much cash to spare,
I’m addicted to this place
The best chicken anywhere

It’s UCF’s hidden jewel,
Though it looks like a cesspool,
Only asking one more time
Who’s goin to El Corral tonight? (x3)

Pollo, yeah I said it, pollo
You prolly call it chicken,
But Latinos? Oh boy, yo
Get your white napkins, all white everything,
White rice, white sauce,
All white everything

Ya go and place your order,
White meat or dark meat?
Ima choose the former, then I’m gonna
Take my seat.
They give us a numba,
Just one per table,
Then I hit the salsa bar, some onions for lata—

Then we gather all our toppings and we put ‘em in a stack,
Our table’s got no white sauce cuz we sittin in the back,
Yeah we talkin one rack, four sauces, three shady, one good,
We gonna watch some soccer, it’s all they play
In this hood

The food’s so good that it’s not fair,
If you’re broke or a millionaire
So I’ll keep comin’ here to eat,
Not cheapin out, gon’ get white meat

Ghetto in the back might get hostile,
Park in front it’s just my style,
Only askin’ one more time,
Who’s gon El Corral tonight?

[Higher than a Jewish Holiday, Gonna eat my life away,
Liquid Crystal Displays, They’re playing soccer all day]

White sauce, yeah we said it, white sauce,
No that’s not what she said, we knew that’d be your response,
Open up your napkin, and then take out your fork,

Here’s our food,
the beginning, of dinner
Its thee start.

Uh, uh, ain’t no chicken fresha,
I’ve got, white rice, though yellow is betta,
Standin’ in the line, sayin’ screw this random menu,
We’re not Corral newbs, trust us, this is something we’ve been through

Here’s how to make a plate,
You should drain your bean sauce, it’s just takin’ up space,
Pull your chicken off the bone,
Then mix it all together, this technique is well-known

Where should we eat? It’s crystal clear
We go to the gym then we come here,
You want a booth but you’ll take a seat,
If there’s no room get delivery

We got the best news in the land,
When El Corral started meal plans,
I’m only askin’ one more time,
Who’s goin’ to El Corral tonight?

[Come every day, but Valentine’s Day,
'Cuz that’s really gay, that’s not P.C. but it’s OK]

It’s crazy how it went from being unknown,
To becoming that place everyone goes,
I brought my parents, friends and frat bros,
Next time they’re hungry please no Dominoes

The owner’s Leo, he’s the one who bought it,
It’s a huge success and UCF’s a part of it,
I own KnightNews and students are my target,
Why else would I start it, to eat at Boston Market?

You know I always pick pinto over black beans,
Except on the day of Martin Luther King,
Girls can spend their whole lives just campaigning,
Most popular girl is just a Chonga in training

Look out the view outside the window when you’re eating,
It’s the pub, uh, covered in graffiti,
And I’m feasting, over-eating,
Empanadas with guava, what the hell are these things?

It’s El Corral, not El Cerro, it’s confusing,
Better food, less dinero, more schmoozing,
Rumba menu, you need to try some new things,
Have you ever had churrasco with red beans?

What’s that bro? Pretty sweet deal
$4.29, what, the number one meal,
Water from the strange jug or soda with refills?
You feelin’ like you’re stealin’, huh? This is why we eat here.

[Caaaarneeeeeee, It means meat, in Chile,
We call it steak in the U.S.A., came here on my 21st B-day]
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