Ride Me Cowboy

Alright, all you buckaroos
Time to rope 'em up
Ease on in to the ride

Sun's a-goin' down on this cattle town
Leave your boots under the chair
And play me a song on the steel guitar
In nothing but your underwear
We'll have a couple of beers and look up at the stars
While the old white porch swing sways
Then come inside and I'll give you a ride
At the end of your honkytonk day

Ride me, cowboy
Ride me good
(Won't you ride, won't you ride me good?)
Show me what you got goin' on under that hood
Ride me, cowboy
'Til the cows a-come home
('Til the cows, 'til the cows come home)
Look deep in my eyes, put your hands on my thighs
And ride, ride, ride
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Moon's a-shinin' bright on this desert night
Back in town they're all in bed
But here in the country we're wide awake
The blood is rushing to our heads
Your hands on my chest and our clothes in a pile
As you press your lips to mine
We can sweat it all out, holler and shout
As the tumbleweeds roll by

Ride me, cowboy
Ride me good
(Won't you ride, won't you ride me good?)
Show me what you got goin' on under that hood
Ride me, cowboy
'Til the cows a-come home
('Til the cows, 'til the cows come home)
Look deep in my eyes, put your hands on my thighs
And ride, ride, ride

Ride me, cowboy
'Til the cows a-come home
('Til the cows, 'til the cows come home)
Look deep in my eyes, put your hands on my thighs
And ride, ride, ride
Look deep in my eyes, put your hands on my thighs
And ride, ride, ride

Hustle up now
We're almost there
Don't stop now
Use both hands
Not too fast, you don't wanna make it home too soon
Supper's waitin'
Mm, I can smell it right now, ah



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Writer(s): James Wilson
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