I do believe it’s magic…in a young cow’s part
It’s a moo chick for me now…I never do tarts
And it’s magic…if the moo chick is raunchy
But tends to feel gappy if she’s old and paunchy
I’m foolin’ about in moo chick, it’s a three foot hole
If I’m caught…humpin’ a cow my partner she will…dock my pole

If you believe it’s tragic…don’t bother the ewes
If the…farm hand wants it…some sheep he’ll abuse
Must go an’ kiss ‘em…spittle lube then defile
He don’t…wipe off his trace…his splatter now hard an’ dry
His meat smarts: clap in, if it’s syph he’ll go blind
If you go there…it’s just…woe you’ll find

If you believe it’s magic…come along with me
My cow has been worn in an’ she’s moist as can be
I’m crazy…want some moo chick tonight
We’ll have us a threesome…she’s a great delight
And we’ll be humpin’ heifer then you’ll see
How it’s magic in the moo chick: it’s a moo chick for me, yeah
I do believe it’s magic…yeah
Relievin’ is magic in a young cow’s hole
Deceivin’ the missus who would dock my pole
She’s leavin’, it’s magic, that will…set me free
Oh, talk about how tragic