[Intro: Willam]

Willam Belli...

Detox...

And Vicky

[Verse 1: Willam, Vicky and Detox]

You might feel shame

(You might feel shame..)

We might cross dress but that's not what's to blame

Making our coins, but it's all for food

We'll do anything, we're down for groups

After taking some dudes from behind

(I'm a top!)

All we wanna score is Chicken fried

[Chorus: Willam (Vicky Vox)]

Oh, someday somebody's gonna make you wanna gobble up a waffle fry

But no don't, don't ya know

Chick-fil-A say you'll make the baby Jesus cry?

(Baby who?)

Dudes with boobs, gay-for-pay

Even dykes say "Yay!"

So chow down at Chick-fil-A

Chow down at Chick-fil-A, even if you're gay

(Even if you're gay)

Chow down at Chick-fil-A

[Verse 2: Willam, Detox and Vicky]

(I know what I want!)

Have it your way

(Yeah, take that shit)

BK, McD, Subway all taste the same

(Preservatives...)

You're tired of eating meat that just went moo

(Moo... Sorry 'bout it)

Taco juice that makes your butt spew

(That's gross)

So, please don't sue us for libel

We just want a little meat without your Bible

[Chorus: Willam]

Oh, someday somebody's gonna make you wanna gobble up a waffle fry

But no don't, don't ya know

Chick-fil-A say you'll make the baby Jesus cry?

(Baby who?)

Dudes with boobs, gay-for-pay

Even dykes say "Yay!"

So chow down at Chick-fil-A

Chow down at Chick-fil-A, even if you're gay

(Even if you're gay)

Chow down at Chick-fil-A

[Bridge: Willam]

Come down to Chick-fil-A

It don't matter if you're gay

I said no mayonnaise! Fuck!

Spicy fried chicken may burn hole out

Sting ring for days but

That chicken's worth the pain

[Verse 3: Detox]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I seen a rainbow and on the other side

There was a bucket of Polynesian sauce for me to dip my nuggets in

Why is it because I live my life so gay

That I should not eat Chick-fil-A?

I'm gonna eat it anyway!

They say his promise is true, but what if you are a Jew?

They need a kosher meal too

To bring their life to anew

Closed on Sunday's and it's awful

Now there's tears in my eyes

No more waffle fries

My only bleeding hope is for the fags who can't cope

With the fact that they hate gays, but their food is so dope

The chicken's to blame

Like shooting Cain into your own vein

What a shame you don't enjoy the chicken broiled by flame

You'll get fisted but to eat there is delicious

Well I got an appetite, I ain't got no pride

We queens are bottomless pits

Forever in the drive-through

Honey mustard on my tits

All for me and none for you

[Chorus: Willam, Detox and Vicky]

Someday somebody's gonna make you wanna gobble up a waffle fry

But no don't, don't ya know

Chick-fil-A say you'll make the baby Jesus cry

Dudes with Boobs, gay-for-pay

Even dikes say "Yay!"

So chow down at Chick-fil-A

[Outro: Willam, Detox and Vicky]

Chicken chow down

Chicken chow down

(I'mma eat up all this shit)

(That's mine, that's mine too)

Chicken chow down baby!

(You're gonna wanna pass that sauce, girl)

Put it in your mouth

Don't matter if you're gay

Just chow down at Chick-fil-A

(Bible-thumpin' bitches)

Chicken chow down

(You're awful)