As a yearling, I learned from my mother "Always look before leaping", she'd say But when I met you, my deer lover, I looked, and I leapt anyway Although some might think that it's corny I thought your love came straight from the hart! But now I can see you're just horny And that's why, my deer, we must part CHORUS: You've been rolling in does in the clover Think I'll make a few bucks of my own You're stuck in a rut, and it's over 'Cause deer, you just wanna have fun When we mated and picked our hind quarters I thought that our love couldn't fail But while I was home, raising our daughters You were out chasing some tail It must be a terrible strain, deer Always wanting more bang for the buck If you find yourself out in the rain, deer Frankly my deer, I don't give a damn CHORUS: You're always out flaunting your antlers Buck-naked, in rut, and uncouth You meet a young faun, and enchant her And then have her served on the hoof I don't caribou if you're randy It's really become quite a drag So go head-butt your bimbo named Bambi And buck off, you fawn-loving stag! BRIDGE: I'll hunt down your sweet hart and snag her So she'd better run for her life If I find Buxom Bambi and bag her You'll be mounting a real 'trophy-wife'! CHORUS: You've been rolling in does in the clover Think I'll make a few bucks of my own You're stuck in a rut, and it's over 'Cause deer, you just wanna have FAUNS!