Vegas Joy

She did the Sin City trip, oh yeah that was her town
made an impression on many in how she got down

Knew when she was packing what outfit would get their eyes
hunger unmet, seeking a conquest of those smooth thighs

What makes a dick throb when a press of the butt is applied
on the dance floor moving, grooving, friction in great supply

At the bar she saw all the glances
the eyes saying "what are my chances"?

Late at night when she thought she was alone
in the shadows someone hearing the tones

In the hot tub as she played finger games
fantasy of those naughty names

What else went one I really can't say
it all stays in Vegas is what they still say