Let me tell you about my camping trip from hell
The kind of tale you hope you never have to tell
And though I thought it started out pretty well
It soon came to compromise my health
When she forgot to tell
Me something about herself
There was more under the shell
There were cards she had not dealt
The night was warm and so we walked under the moon
In the dunes
Made the bed
Left some bread out for raccoons
And then I zipped up the tent with my love
My sudden doom
No mercy
She had me howling at the moon
When she forgot to tell
Me something about herself
She was raised by wolves so she salivated
Anytime she heard the bell
Let me tell you about my camping trip from hell
That time when in love I almost fell
I was in deep covered in deet and underneath her spell
I thought for sure I'd found some woodland angel
But I'm not surprised now
I don't think that she was sober
And it doesn't make it hurt less
I'm just glad the camping trip is over
The one golden rule
You leave no trace
But I'm covered in her tracks forever
Poisoned by her fangs
Since she forgot to tell
Me something about herself
Me something about herself
Me something about herself
Me something about herself