(It actually helps to just leave alone all the things that Barry says before he starts to sing. They work with the parody, kind of. The first line in the parody goes along with "The first, the last...")

Those legs, those thighs, my chicken wing.
That's my second home...KFC
No not one, not two, hundreds at least,
Get a whole bundle-full, a deep-fried feast

Let's go get lotsa, lotsa Bar-B-Q
It's so great, I can get drive-thru
Don't hold back gimme more
I feel so bad for herbivores

Oh those legs, oh those thighs, my chicken wing

Fast food... I've drowned... in onion rings
Along came you... I've turned to... your wings
Your greasy that's all, you make my meals so great
So damn my cholesterol, (I) cleaned up my plate

I've seen so many ways to fry
A drumstick, a breast and a thigh
You've made me happy, I'll swallow then I-I-I'll sing
Oh those legs, those thighs, my chicken wing

Let's go get lotsa, lotsa Bar-B-Q
It's so great, I can get drive-thru
Chicken's made me happy, I'll swollow then I-I-I'll sing
Oh those legs, oh those thighs, my chicken wing

(Speaking again)
You and me chicken.
Just you...
And me.
You got those legs, those thighs, my chicken wing