Uh

A leg that is wooden, makes no sense to me-e-e
A leg that is wooden, confused as can be-e-e

A huge part of pirate lore
But when you think a few minutes more
The whole concept becomes unglued
And that's what I will explain to you
It's stupi-id, sense no ma-a-ake (uh)
A leg that is woode-en, gives me a heada-a-ache (uh)

A leg that is wooden, omnipresent sce-e-ene
A leg that is woode-en, on the silver scree-ee-een

The shape's what I most abhor
Way too round, gonna get stuck in the floor
It wouldn't be a big surprise
If that means their boats capsized
So stupi-id, kinda la-a-ame (uh)
Those legs that are woode-en have a stupid sha-a-a-ape (uh)

Uh

A leg that is wooden, lackin' feet alwa-a-ays
A leg that is woode-en, least from what's displa-a-ayed

One more part of pirate lore
Is that they're filthy, germs in hoards
Since they don't keep themselves clean
Doubt their peg-legs would last, see
And since they're not very lithe
Those peg-legs would snap quick-like

So stupi-id, very la-a-ame
Those legs that are woode-en would soon split in twai-ai-ai-ain
A leg that is wooden, well, it seems to me-e-e
A leg that is wooden would make splintered knee-ee-ees

How would they run fast in a getaway?
If it's soaked in rum, would it then ro-ot awa-ay?
And since the dumb thing's woode-en
Huge reason why it's stupi-i-id
It's such a fi-ire haza-ard
For foes to take advanta-a-age
That's why, why, that's why, why
Why I-I-I-I-I, why I (hate legs that are wooden)
Seems so dumb to me, maybe the same for you (hate legs that are wooden)
But if you think that they're alright
Then what am I supposed to do (hate legs that are wooden)?
May think peg-legs are stupi-id
Complete and utter jokes (hate legs that are wooden)
You may think that they're aweso-ome
And you should know (hate legs that are wooden)
Do-o-on't think you're dopes
For liking those legs that are all wooden, yeah