He pulled up at the farmer's house
Hoping to spend the night within
The car was barely limping along
Motor huffing and wheezing

The farmer looked him up and down
And scratched his whiskery chin
I might find some room for you
But a bed you'll share with Lucille

Now he thought quickly and the devil won
A sly grin he tried to hide
Said that he could agree to that
And the bargain now was struck

Was time for dinner to consume
A table laden for feasting
Around the table sat six girls
To names he was totally oblivious

With which one of these lovelies
Would he spend the night
Whiling away these nightly hours
Attempting to gain entrance to heaven

He was lead outside to a little shed
Twas there he'd spend the night
Once inside his eyes popped out
There was Lucille in all her glory

Skin so pink with nipples showing
Feet so tiny and dainty
Only problem that he could see
Lucille was a great big brood sow

Hopes dashed and spirits sunk
He went and slept in car
Not knowing that all the time
Six girls for him were looking