Lyrics

Chicken Dinner By Jonas Friddle

Yes sir, that’s my car
I know what you’re thinking, it looks a little rough
Well it had a bumper, back when I got her
but for the two of us time have been a little tough

Not every day can be a winner, I need a brand-new birthday suit
Spit shine and a chicken dinner, with a little luck I’ll be good as new

I was born a Christmas miracle
Gathered strength like a hurricane
Now my days are just unbearable
And my nights a crying shame

Not every day can be a winner I need a brand-new birthday suit
Spit shine and a chicken dinner, with a little luck I’ll be good as new

I believe that there’s a better day coming
My ship’ll come in with the changing wind
Just give me a minute, I’ll have this thing humming
Mind your nice clean clothes and climb on in

Not every day can be a winner I need a brand-new birthday suit
Spit shine and a chicken dinner, with a little luck I’ll be good as new