Paroles: Neil Diamond. Moods. Porcupine Pie.

Porcupine pie, porcupine pie, porcupine pie
Vanilla soup, a double scoop please
No, maybe I want, maybe I won't, maybe I will
The tutti fruit
With fruity blue cheese

Ah, but porcupine pie,
Porcupine pie, porcupine pie
Don't let it get on your jeans
And though it sounds a little strange
But you got to eat it with gloves
Or your hands will turn green

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Ah, but porcupine pie,
Porcupine pie, porcupine pie
It weaves its way through my dreams
And I do believe
I'm gonna get one
And leave enough room for dessert
Chicken ripple ice cream