Laurence Overmire - Squirrelly Fellow lyrics

My teeth are chipped like a monk Inside my face I eat nuts and leaves and gra** and trees And bury the choicest morsels for safekeeping I scamper in and out of dark, wet holes Up and down dead trunks and fallen limbs Looking for the shelter of a warm, embracing burrow And I can't understand (Perhaps you might explain why) Chicks find me so unattractive.