Lyrics

Well, I'm coming from Connecticut on I-95, Heading 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 dancing 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. Here come those Philadelphia Chickens! Swing, slide, and roll. Philadelphia Chickens! Up, over, and stroll. If you want to start Moving like anything, Find a Philadlephia Chicken To teach you to swing.
Writer(s): Sandra Boynton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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