Eligible, not too stupid, intelligible and cute as Cupid,
knowledgeable, but not always right, salvageable
and free for the night Well my heart's running round
like a chicken with its head cut off all around the barnyard
falling in and out of love The poor thing's blind as a bat
getting up, falling down, getting up Who'd fall in love with
a chicken with its head cut off? (Whoa, Nellie) My wife
doesn't understand me Many dozens hope to land me I'm for
free love, and I'm in free fall This could be love or
nothing at all... We don't have to be stars exploding
in the night or electric eels under the covers We
don't have to be anything quite so unreal let's just
be lovers... (It ain't pretty)
A Chicken With Its Head Cut Off Video (MV)
Performed By: The Magnetic Fields
From Album: 69 Love Songs
Written by: STEPHIN RAYMOND MERRITT
Year: 1999
The Magnetic Fields - A Chicken With Its Head Cut Off Lyrics
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Eligible, not too stupid, intelligible and cute as Cupid,
knowledgeable, but not always right, salvageable
and free for the night Well my heart's running round
like a chicken with its head cut off all around the barnyard
falling in and out of love The poor thing's blind as a bat
getting up, falling down, getting up Who'd fall in love with
a chicken with its head cut off? (Whoa, Nellie) My wife
doesn't understand me Many dozens hope to land me I'm for
free love, and I'm in free fall This could be love or
nothing at all... We don't have to be stars exploding
in the night or electric eels under the covers We
don't have to be anything quite so unreal let's just
be lovers... (It ain't pretty)
knowledgeable, but not always right, salvageable
and free for the night Well my heart's running round
like a chicken with its head cut off all around the barnyard
falling in and out of love The poor thing's blind as a bat
getting up, falling down, getting up Who'd fall in love with
a chicken with its head cut off? (Whoa, Nellie) My wife
doesn't understand me Many dozens hope to land me I'm for
free love, and I'm in free fall This could be love or
nothing at all... We don't have to be stars exploding
in the night or electric eels under the covers We
don't have to be anything quite so unreal let's just
be lovers... (It ain't pretty)
Writer: STEPHIN RAYMOND MERRITT
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
