Ovulating! Lyrics by Kiki Rockwell
I am a beast I must be chained to a tree
The goodfolk curse and throw their pebbles at me
Three-headed she-wolf out stalking the tundra
Don’t lament for me I’m just having some fun ma
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
The hunter’s hounds refuse to take on my scent
The horse’s roll their eyes, their masters relent
The butcher’s sons and daughters crossing their chest
While fantasising about what I do best
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
Look there’s my lovely little human man pet
He’s all for me yet he don’t quite know that yet
And in his big hands he is holding a spear
My heart’s a drum as he draws ever so near
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
You’re never, ever gonna match my freak
No you’re to small and you’re too weak
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
