Lyrics

Well, I'm comin' from Connecticut on I-95
Headin' toward the sunset on the East River Drive
To the pretty little city on the Delaware
The Philadelphia Chickens are sure to be there
Oh, the Philadelphia chickens
Will be dancin' tonight
Thousands of chickens in the pale moonlight
They can't sit still when the trumpets play
Strike up the band and get out of the way
And here come those Philadelphia chickens
Swing, slide and roll
Philadelphia chickens
Up, over and stroll
If you want to start movin' like anything
Find a Philadlephia Chicken to teach you to swing
If you haven't ever seen it, you can't understand
Thousands of chickens in a big swingin' band
They're tight on the turns, loose in the knees
Whatever they do, they do it with ease, yeah
The Philadelphia chickens will be dancin' tonight
Thousands of chickens in the pale moonlight
There's nothin' like a chicken that knows how to swing
Poetry in motion is a beautiful thing
Just watch those Philadelphia chickens
Swing, slide and roll
Philadelphia chickens
Up, over and stroll
Philadelphia chickens
Move those chicken feet
Philadelphia chickens
Feel that chicken beat
If you want to start movin' like anything
Find a Philadlephia Chicken to teach you to swing
Now swing it, chickens
Oh, yeah
Hey, hey, you'll know
Let it swing and watch 'em go
You gotta like what a chicken has
A little bit of attitude, a whole lot of jazz
Well, the feathers are flyin' and the music is great
The chickens keep flockin' right over the gate
Lancaster County's a state of law
How they gonna keep 'em down on the farm?
How they gonna keep 'em down on the farm?
They're never gonna keep them down on the farm
Well, let's save them Philadelphia chickens
Swing, slide and roll
Philadelphia chickens
Up, over and stroll
Philadelphia chickens
Philadelphia chickens
Move those chicken feet
Move those chicken feet
Philadelphia chickens
Philadelphia chickens
Feel that chicken beat
If you want to start movin' like anything
Find a Philadlephia Chicken to teach you to swing
Whoa, the Philadelphia chickens
Will be dancin' tonight
Thousands of chickens in the pale moonlight
I don't know much, but I know one thing
They're the serious chicken when it comes to swing
So unique
Whoa, beak to beak
Yeah, they're struttin' their stuff
Can't get enough of that
Hot, cool, extended thing
Ooh, those chickens can swing
Can't stop chickens from the moon above
Right here in the City of Chickenly Love
Chickens
Oh, my
Written by: Michael Ford, Sandra Boynton
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