Lyrics:

Well, mama killed a chicken
Thought it was a duck
Put him on the table with the legs stickin' up

You gotta bottle up and go
You gotta bottle up and go
Well, ya high powered wimmen
Sure gotta bottle up and go

Well, you may be old, you may be grey
You ain't too old to, shift them gears
You gotta bottle up and go
You gotta bottle up and go

Well, ya high powered wimmen
Sure gotta bottle up and go
Alright

Alright, I dig this

Well a nickel is a nickel a dime is a dime
House full of kids and that kids mine
You gotta bottle up and go
You gotta bottle up and go
Baby you gotta bottle up and go