Only in college IV

Winter semester 1990.  A student on my dorm floor and I were trying to remember the lyrics of the Charlie Daniels Band song,  "The Devil Went Down To Georgia."  That record, despite not being typical of my taste now or then, was the first 45 I ever bought.  The story about good triumphing over evil appealed to me as a kid.  We remembered all of it, except two words.  Neither of us could remember how to fill in the lyric, "Chicken in the ____________ peckin' out dough."  After some thinking, the student thought it might be "breadhouse."  I said, "I'm not sure that's it."  As we recited the lyrics, my roommate walked in.  During that line, the other student recited, "Chicken in the breadhouse peckin' out dough."  My roommate started to say, while laughing, "Chicken in the bread...Chicken in the!  Chicken in the breadhouse?!"  He then reminded us of the correct lyric, "Chicken in the bread pan peckin' out dough."  Admittedly, bread pan wasn't in my vocabulary--or the other student's--back then.