A walk in the woods makes me horny

A trip to the theatre does too

I can’t think, given space,

Of one solitary place

That I wouldn’t just love to fuck you

In the aisle of our local food market

In the back of the bus into town

On a commuter train

I could hardly refrain

From the prospect of pinning you down

At the heart of a packed shopping centre

Or a sightseeing trip on a boat

In the shower at the gym

I would finger your quim

Before sliding my cock down your throat

At a gig I would tickle your fancy

At the office I’d fondle your rear

Then my sweet lady flirt

I would lift up your skirt

And your arse on my lance I would spear

At a sports ground, with thousands of people

I’d be eager to tick off my list

You could take out my dick

And then make me cum quick

With a casual flick of your wrist

If you think of somewhere I’ve not mentioned

If a dream place just pops in your head

I would gladly accede

To your passionate need

And your legs I’d most willingly spread.