love can be fun, if you don't put in the worknnstick with the honey, stay as long as it's worthnnnnnnburrows in the forest, dig in under your skinnnevergreens and poseurs dropping needles to win the flingnnred and gray the fur will flynnspring has thawednnyou watch the summer going bynnnnnnwe are warming slowlynnour hearts left out in the sunnnthe foxes they will show usnnthe bed of trundle is donennnnnnthis cub was asleep, a dream left under a woodnnwould that you were bolder, a bold and dangerous movenngray and red the fur will flynnspring has thawednnyou watch the summer going bynnnnnnwe are warming slowlynnour hearts left out in the sunnnthe foxes they will show usnnthe bed of trundle is donennnnnnlove can be work, if you don't put in the funnnwhen i'm done with you, i stick you next to the trophiesnnthe other ones...nnthe other ones...nnthe other ones...nnthe other ones...