Oh, it's what fella's hunt,
And it's what ladies want,
Since old Methuzalah was age two
Go and phone up that friend,
Say you'll be 'round the bend
For some "Good Ole Mount And Do"

Oh, I call it that "Good Ole Mount And Do"
The gals who refuse it are few
When I look at nice jugs, gotta' pull out some plugs
For that "Good Ole Mount And Do"

Now, my Uncle Mort,
Bid his sawed off and short
Erectile dysfunction, adieu
He Viagra'd that bud
Then performed like a stud
With some "Good Ole Mount And Do"

You can call it that "Good Ole Mount And Do"
The gals who refuse it are few
Give your Honey a hug, worth those burns from the rug
Yeah, that "Good Ole Mount And Do"

My old girlfriend, Jill
Swears she won't, but she will
If I wine her and dine her till two
She will spray sweet perfume,
And say, "Come up to my room"
For some "Good Ole Mount And Do"

Oh, I call it that "Good Ole Mount And Dew"
It gyrates and vibrates your shoe
There ain't nothin' so nice, it's a man's favorite vice
Love that "Good Ole Mount And Do"

Instrumental fiddle.....(dum dee dum dum dee dum dee dum)

When the preacher rolls by
with his head heisted high,
Ain't just been readin' the bible, it's true
Betcha' boots he was floored,
praisin' more than the Lord
With some "Good Ole Mount And Do"

Oh, I call it that "Good Ole Mount And Do"
Makes ya' hop like a hot Kangaroo
Keeps the heartbeat in tune, morning, nightime and noon
Bless that "Good Ole Mount And Do"

Think I'll pop that blue pill,
Give my Honey a thrill
We'll both feel like a million or two
"Cuz there's nothin' as nice,
As the world's favorite vice
Yeah, that "Good Ole Mount And Do"

Yeah, that
"Good Ole...
Mountttttt.....
Anddddd....
Dooooooooo....."