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Lyrics by John Lister Jane was watching her T.V., at home with nothing to do Avoiding the company of people, a pet, my yes that would do She hopped into her Hyundai, driving to the nearest pet shop Should she get a Chihuahua, or a poodle with hair neatly cropped The clerks name was Fayeed, his breath smelled of stale cigarettes Unmannered and unshaven, he also had one wooden leg. He said, "I've got something to show you, out here in the back.'' " I swear I woke up with it this morning, I can tell it's something you lack." [Chorus] It was a woodpecker, woodpecker; freed from its cage She saw his wood pecker, wood pecker; upright and enraged I want that woodpecker woodpecker, I heard her cry "You like my woodpecker woodpecker come on give it a try" A fish is not very loving and reptiles appear to be cold Dogs and cats are lovely, but a woodpecker drills you a hole The sounds that you will be hearing, from a woodpecker tapping real quick Will never be heard from a husband, or anyone named Harry or Dick [Chorus] It was a woodpecker, woodpecker;look at him go Oh yes, his woodpecker, woodpecker, she'll never let go I want that woodpecker, woodpecker; I heard her moan Oh my pet woodpecker, woodpecker; Can I take him home |