-> "Chicken"
Original Song Title:
"Tipsy"
Parody Song Title:
"Chicken"
The Lyrics
Yeeah, Yeeah, yeeah,
Yo, 2 orders, 6 chick wings
1, here comes the 2, ticket 3, ticket 4
Chicken Shack's so packed, line is outside the door
"It'll be 30 minutes 'til we get to 44''
I'm getting hungry and my belly's in horror
Maybe this isn't what i'm really hungry for
Or maybe I could just visit the grocery store
Bottom of my gut tellin' me to gore
Even for I knew I was eatin' hardcore
First there were 3 now there's 2 now just 1
Hot dogs swallowed, how I feel I got the runs
So I grabbed a mag and released all my dung
Feel I got light, man. I released a ton
Now i'm in the mood to eat something on a bun
Wonderin' if my 12 chicken wings are about done
My girl askin why i ain't order her some
I ordered you 6 wings, now you don't get none
Now e'rbody in Harold's gettin' chicken (every body in Harold's gettin' chicken)
Now e'rbody in Harold's gettin' chicken (every body in Harold's gettin' chicken)
Now e'rbody in Harold's gettin' chicken (every body in Harold's gettin' chicken)
Now e'rbody in Harold's gettin' chicken (every body in Harold's gettin' chicken)
23 here comes the 2 with a 4 then a 5
Now, I'm getting anxious as I hop in my ride
Couple diners pass now I'm smellin some Popeye's
Now I'm pullin' over, get out to order thighs
Walking to da door;smilin', but to my surprise
They were closin' up, but Wendy's is late night
I order me a shake and a couple fries
But thinking maybe I can get 'em supersize
Here come's street 4 to street 3 to the 2
I started back to Harold's but right out the blue
There's a Mickey-D's look at who is next to
There's a Burger King and it's a drive-thru
My eyes got big cuz of all that I could choose
The joyness of my face as , my burger, i do chew
Then my stomache starts roarin' i'm not through
you know I do I just wanna gulp more food
CHORUS
3 here comes the 4 to the 5 to stop 6
I could munch all night until i get very sick
I'm a single man, i don't have a gut of bricks
I come back on twenty-nine, son of a b****
Rush to the door now i'm back to gettin fish
Harold's trippin cause I ain't got my dish
Now, I'm in the sideline til' they call my tix
Here comes 35, 34, 33
Hands hit the air callin' out "me!"
Call on me next but i retreat
All of that food makes a toilet a real need
Now e'rbody in Harold's gettin' chicken (every body in Harold's gettin' chicken)
Now e'rbody in Harold's gettin' chicken (every body in Harold's gettin' chicken)
Now e'rbody in Harold's gettin' chicken (every body in Harold's gettin' chicken)
Now e'rbody in Harold's gettin' chicken (every body in Harold's gettin' chicken)
Everybody in Harold's eatin' chicken [4x]
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