Double-0 Chicken

Double O Chicken
Always filing his finger nails
he chews his tooth-picks
he climbs, repels, and parasails.
He’s a tough chicken
A walking oxymoron
With a knowing smile
And the will to rock on.
He and the Colonel have met before
Both were stationed over-seas
They shared a laugh
Beneath the mango trees
He’s a tough chicken a walking oxymoron
with stealth and guile
and the will to rock on
He and the Colonel have met before
Both were stationed over-seas
They shared a laugh
Beneath the mango trees
Double O Chicken
For all of his mystery
little is known of his history
Except for his call
it’s heard round the clock
it goes bok, bok, bok.