Chicken

Sometimes I feel like a chicken
Peckin’ my way through the trees
When something aloft cuts my head right off
Now I’m dealing with decapitation
I’m begging you

Begging you, please
I’m begging you, please
I’m not down on my knees
Oh, no
(Ooh-ooh) I’m just running ‘round in circles

And other times I feel as I’m
An actor of zombie movies
Searching for you in town after town
A lover who ain’t gonna kill me

I’m begging you, please
Begging you, please
I’m not down on my knees
I’m not down on my knees
Oh, no, no, no
(Ooh-ooh) I’m just running around in circles