I porcupine for you, because the kiss of your quills sticks me like darts
So I sit here and lick my wombs and realize how close I was to your heart
Some people say, "Love is like a skunk and it stinks"
Or a opossum at night looks so dead when its alive
They don't know, love is like a porcupine
It looks like it will hurt until you get to the softer side
What can a poor boy do then sit here porcupining for you
Take me to the forest!
Some people say, "Love is like a raccoon attack"
Once your bitten by love. You need hundred shots in the stomach
They don't know. It's a great mystery in fact
To love a wonderful creature and ask if they love you back
I'm sitting here licking my wombs
And hope and pray, that some wonderful day
You'll come back and say.
I porcupine for you.
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