Wedding shenanigans

At the weddings receptions
Everyone is drunk and dancing
The chef is done with his work
And he has caught my eye
We sneak out to the barn in the back
He undressed me like a wedding gift
And ate me like cake
I licked him off, swallowing his frosting
Getting back dressed
He tucked my thongs in his pocket
Like a keep sake, wedding favor
Fixing my hair and face
Not missing that piece of lace
Sneaking back in
Just in time for us to catch the tail of the conga line