To the cowboy in the red truck.
Our eyes met briefly as you looked up at me,
You waved and you smiled.
I was standing on the balcony.
My hair flowing in the breeze,
I waved back,
But my mind was lost in naughty thoughts.
For you did not know,
That after our eyes met briefly,
In my mind, cowboy,
You fucked me proper,
For the rest of the afternoon.