Bottle Up & Go

Well, mama killed a chicken
Thought it was a duck
Put him on the table with his legs stickin' up
You gotta bottle up and go
You gotta bottle up and go

Well, ya high pile o' women
Sho' gotta bottle up and go

Well, a nickel is a nickel
A dime is a dime
A house full of kids and no kid's mine
You gotta get outta here, woman
You gotta move right now

Well, you high pile o' women
Sho' gotta bottle up and go

Yes, you hear it, baby
Bottle up and go right now
Talkin' 'bout my baby
Move, move, move
I just can't use you
You too high pile
I just can't stand it

Well, you may be old
You may be gray
You ain't too old just to shift them gears
You gotta move, baby
You gotta move

Well, you high pile o' women
Sho' gotta bottle up and go

Bop-bop-bop-bop



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Writer(s): Wilko Johnson
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