Chicken
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber - Walter Rollins - Mike Stoller
Performer(s): The Cheers



They drove the hottest hot rods
That were ever raced in years
You could hear `em burnin' rubber
As they shifted through the gears
They must have lost their senses
In their trail of smoke and flame
`Cos you had to be a maniac
To play that crazy game

"Chicken", "Chicken"
The winner of the game would holler "chicken"

The laughter of the couples
Could be heard above the roar
As they headed t'ward each other
With their pedals to the floor
The one that held it showed
That he was not afraid to die
And the one that turned aside
Would hear the winning couple cry

"Chicken", "Chicken"
The winner of the game would holler "chicken"

(Chicken)

They knew they'd all be losers
If they ever had a tie
But the closer they could make a scene
The louder they would cry
The kicks were always greatest
When they had the closest shaves
And the voices coming back
Were like an echo from the grave

"Chicken", "Chicken"
The winner of the game would holler "chicken"

And then one night it happened
`Cos the devil had his way
He was clickin' off the seconds
That were left for them to play
There might have been a winner
But they had no way to tell
For the couples all were dead
And there was no one left to yell

"Chicken", "Chicken"
The winner of the game would holler "chicken"