Chicken Blows

Chicken blowsI suppose we could have a girl or a boy

And I see what you meanI'm not here to drink all the beerIn the fridge (oh, la la la)In the room (oh)In the houseIn the place (oh, la la la)

That we both (oh)So love

Can you sink to the depths (lots of "oh"ing)

I don't knowI don't even care

And our lives slip awayIn the end we will probably reach

All the way (oh, la la la)To the walls (oh)over there

Have you flown? (oh, la la la)Our courage (oh) Is only a taste

And I'll get paid (ooh, ooh)If you'll get laid (ooh, ooh)It's our parade (ooh, ooh)