Текст песни A Chicken With Its Head Cut Off

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)