I feel you breathing. My hair stands up on the back of my neck. Come on, I'll take a beaking. I can't get enough of the way that you peck. This can't be real. There's no way they will understand this way you make me feel. I'm starting to believe that (Pinkie Pie, you're a genius!)

Come into my den, let me hear you cluck. You can be my hen, we can F-(bwakack). A bite to the leg, it's time to play baby, let me be your egg, that needs to get laid. And afterwards we'll sit under a tree, watching all the birds and (bees with their honey). Don't you know that I can set you free, because you're more than just a chicken to me.


Pinkie Pie, Whenever your near I touch the sky. When the other stallions see I've caught your eye, they start to cry.


Come into my den, let me hear you cluck. You can be my hen, we can F-(bwakack). A bite to the leg, it's time to play baby, let me be your egg, that needs to get laid. And afterwards we'll sit under a tree, watching all the birds and (bees with their honey). Don't you know that I can set you free, because you're more than just a chicken to me.

Pinkie pie, these words, are hard to say. But I want to say them every day. Look deep in your heart, you know it's true. What I want to say, is I love you.