Wheres My Chicken Leg
Wheres my chicken leg
I'm not going to beg
I can't believe i lost my good old leg
I wish i could find my freaking chicken
somebody better find it before i start kickin
I miss my little baby drum stick
I'm about to hit somebody with a brick
I'm not playing
Whoever has it better start praying
Because their dead
There going to see a lot of red
I'm going to put them in a hospital bed
I might even give them a mouth full of lead
When i use my good old shotgun
So they better run
Because I need my chicken leg
This is just sad
I'm pretty mad
And to tell you the truth it's pretty sad
I'm about to go tell my dad
About how i lost my chicken leg
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