3 Pecker Goat Jesse Dayton

(1,2, 1,2)

[Verse 1]
Drinkin' rum out on the island in the Gulf of Mexico
Killin' time up on the poop deck, waitin' for a band to show
Walked on over to the jukebox, put a little pocket-change in
Saw her dancin' on the pooltables, lookin' like original sin

[Verse 2]
She said seven magic words to me: "Do you like to fish at night?"
She said the reds are runnin' off Bolivar right before daylight
I was standin' in a state of shock, thinkin' "Oh my god, she's the one"
She "Load 'em up in the pickup truck. What's the matter, the cat got your tongue?"

[Pre-Chorus]
Well my mama's good raisin'
And my daddy's education
Lord, it all went out the window, girl

[Chorus]
'Cause you're hotter than a three-pecker goat
Wild as a march hare
Buckin' like a mule kickin' in my stall
Drinkin' all the [?]
Smooth as a fox in a henhouse
With a new chinchilla coat
There ain't nothin' in the world we come from
Hotter than a three-pecker goat