f*ck in the Woods lyrics
by Bo Burnham
Let's f*ck in the woods, sweetheart.
Wood to wood, ass to grass,
hands clasped, limbs grasped,
humping parts while nature sways,
licking butts where reindeer graze.
Let's toil, uncoiled in the soil, soiled.
Broiled in baby oil (tree sap's foil).
Let's flirt with the earth,
with rubber to avert birth
and darkness to assert girth,
no shirt or skirt, just squirting in dirt.
Let's f*ck in the woods.