Jesse Dayton - 3 Pecker Goat lyrics

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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

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?"



Well my mama's good raisin'
And my daddy's education
Lord, it all went out the window, girl

'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

In a big ol' Buick convertible
Blue Texas Northern in her hair
Drivin' down the coast from
Her beach-house doin'
What I could not to stare
And after all the laughin' and fishin'
And drinkin' carryin' on that night
She said, "Drop back at the poop deck, son
And I'll see you on down the line"

My mama's good raisin'
And my daddy's education
Lord, it all went out the window, girl

'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
There ain't nothin' in the world we come from
Hotter than a three-pecker goat