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 got to bottle up and go
Well, ya high pile of wimmen
Sure got to bottle up and go

Well a nickel is a nickel, a dime is a dime
A House full of kids saying naw kid mine
You gotta get out of here woman
You got to move right now
Well, ya high pile of wimmen
Sure got to bottle up and go

Yes yes baby
Bottle up and go right now
Talking about my baby
Move move move
I just can't use you
You're too high powered
I just can't stand them

Well, you may be old, you may be grey
You ain't too old just to shift them gears
You got to move baby
You got to move
Well, ya high pile of wimmen
Sure got to bottle up and go