In the heat of the moment
I kissed her hard and deep
which kept me up all night
as I laid to sleep.
As I laid to sleep
the sandman didn’t come
for we played all night –
full moon to rising sun.
Full moon to rising sun
comes twelve times a year
as we’re sure we will
as I pull her near.
As I pull her near
to do what lovers do
thrusting hard and deep
the outcome’s tried and true.
The outcome’s tried and true
with a climax like the sun
exploding deep in space
with her taste upon my tongue.
With her taste upon my tongue
that’s bold and never old
I’m an ole prospector
who has found his vein of gold.
I’ve found my vein of gold
long and hard and deep
that keeps me up all night.
We’re wound too tight to sleep!
