Til The Chicken - Lyrics by Tori Amos


Lyrics

So some say she got green enough field
And some say she got too many strings
With petticoats out and goin' hall gown

The sweetest nylon no not where she's gone
Gonna raise his tail and wrangle his wings

Some say she got plenty of stark
Some say she got some divas and kramer
Why all this spare then shaking her tail

The sweetest nylon no not where she's gone
Gonna raise his tail and wrangle his wings
Until the little chicken come home




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