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Well, I was born out back
Behind the chicken shack
I was raised in a cardboard box
And before when I was single
I used to hear the chicken jingle
That's how I learned the chicken rock
When I'm in the mood, dude
I grab some nuggets and stuff
And head on down to the fights
I'm rolling in my wheelchair
Zipping down the hill
I'm screaming out "chicken"
In the middle of the night

(Chorus)
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Chicken makes me feel so good x4

When I first met my baby
I was sipping chicken gravy
And I thought I had to close up shop
(Weee pang!)
Now were wedding in a chapel
Eating chicken, drinking Snapple
Our chicken love you just can't stop
When I'm done a working
A sweating and a jerking,
And the bossman comes and tells me when
I'm going home to baby
Got my chicken, got my gravy
And we do the chicken dance again

(Chorus)

Do the popcorn chicken
(Do the popcorn chicken)
Do the K-F-C
(Do the K-F-C)
Do the buffalo wing
(Do the buffalo wing)
Do the pie in the air
(Do the pie in the air)
Can you dig it?
(Yeah)
We got the chicken!
(Oh yeah)
Gut it up, gut it up, gut it up
We got some chicken guts
In a chicken cup!

I can't believe it
Theres chickens all over my face, baby
And I'm comming home to you

I'm a chicken ma-chine!!!
(x4)

Roscoe's
We got your chicken!
Goldenbasket
We got your chicken!
Popeye's
We got your chicken!
Pappy Parker's
We got your chicken!.

(Chorus)
Well, I was born out back    Behind the chicken shack    I was raised in a cardboard box    And before when I was single    I used to hear the chicken jingle    That's how I learned the chicken rock    When I'm in the mood, dude    I grab some nuggets and stuff    And head on down to the fights    I'm rolling in my wheelchair    Zipping down the hill    I'm screaming out "chicken"    In the middle of the night       (Chorus)    Ooh ooh, ooh ooh    Chicken makes me feel so good x4       When I first met my baby    I was sipping chicken gravy    And I thought I had to close up shop    (Weee pang!)    Now were wedding in a chapel    Eating chicken, drinking Snapple    Our chicken love you just can't stop    When I'm done a working    A sweating and a jerking,    And the bossman comes and tells me when    I'm going home to baby    Got my chicken, got my gravy    And we do the chicken dance again       (Chorus)       Do the popcorn chicken    (Do the popcorn chicken)    Do the K-F-C    (Do the K-F-C)    Do the buffalo wing    (Do the buffalo wing)    Do the pie in the air    (Do the pie in the air)    Can you dig it?    (Yeah)    We got the chicken!    (Oh yeah)    Gut it up, gut it up, gut it up    We got some chicken guts    In a chicken cup!       I can't believe it    Theres chickens all over my face, baby    And I'm comming home to you       I'm a chicken ma-chine!!!    (x4)       Roscoe's    We got your chicken!    Goldenbasket    We got your chicken!    Popeye's    We got your chicken!    Pappy Parker's    We got your chicken!.       (Chorus)