Letras
Well, Mama killed a chicken
She thought it was a duck
She put it on the table
With its legs sticking up
You got to bottle up and go
You got to bottle up and go
Because you high-flying women
Sure got to bottle up and go
Well, a nickel is a nickel
A dime is a dime
A house full of kids
And now she's mine
You got to bottle up and go
You got to bottle up and go
Because you high-flying women
Sure got to bottle up and go
Well, you may be old
And you may be grey
But you ain't too old
Yet to shift them gears
You got to bottle up and go
You got to bottle up and go
Because you high-flying women
Sure got to bottle up and go
Well, Mama killed a chicken
She thought it was a duck
She put it on the table
With its legs sticking up
You got to bottle up and go
You got to bottle up and go
Because you high-flying women
Sure got to bottle up and go
Because you high-flying women
Sure got to bottle up and go
Because you high-flying women
Sure got to bottle up and