Softly Riding A Galloping Stallion In The Wind

Stud, you can hang up your leather jacket and come here  
It’s time I whisper some naughty things in your ear  
Your blue eyes have been aching for this voluptuous body after that first beer  
Two slow dances hips to hips have weakened me for sure  
Now, you can allow these soft hands to roam over your body as you bump and steer  
   
Galloping pace, your eagerness sinking and reappearing, deeper and domineering  
What an enticing afterhours souvenir  
Therefore, just lay your body right here  
I have the massage oil, and lace blindfold, so have no fear  
Shh, I promise you ecstasy is quite near  
Everything you've imagined to take us past the frontier  
   
No, keep the Stetson and boots on