Staggering through a stable of music
And rutting mares, spilling the containings
Of my (glass) soaking everyone in intoxicating fluids
With a blurry gaze I am scoping out a horny (pony)

On the way home she's softly neighing in my ear;
"Please take me home to your pen."
Roaring out my answer;
"That sounds like a Job For a Cowboy, Cowboy, then!"

Humping hard in pleasent sheets of heigh, she
Swings herself onto my blazing saddle
She swings herself onto my blazing saddle
Of heigh

While high on horsetranquilizers
The rush of the ride beginds
And suddenly, like a pair of four-legged
Lovers, we are sweeping across a moon-lit prairie
Surrounded only by velvet night

With a flash before my eyes I return confused to
A familiar yet distant world, my life
With a flash before my eyes I return
To a familiar world (my life)

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