Texty: The Whomping Willows. Crawl Through My Treehole.

Got this itchy feeling burning inside
You best confront it
?Cause there?s no place to hide
I?m ready for you, baby
Swallow your pride
It only hurts the first time

I?ve got something for you
Tried and I can?t ignore ya
I promise I won?t bore ya
Sweet wizard, I adore ya
Crawl through my Treehole, baby
You?ve got me going crazy
Fulfill my nightmare baby
As I reach into your soul

I?ve got this little inkling
You might abide
Get in my rocket
And we?ll go for a ride
Slide through my passage
Feel your temperature rise
It only hurts the first time

I?ve got something for you
I?ve tried and I can?t ignore ya
I promise I won?t bore ya
Sweet wizard, I adore ya
Crawl through my Treehole, baby
You?ve got me going crazy
Fulfill my nightmare, baby
As I reach into your soul

Crawl through my Treehole, baby
You?ve got me going crazy
Fulfill my nightmare, baby
As I reach into your soul

Crawl through my Treehole, baby
You?ve got me going crazy
Fulfill my nightmare, baby
As I reach into your soul