I sit here thinking - naughty thoughts
Of women and the pictures I've sought
Scantily clad and erotically posed
I wonder whether they know, what they've caused

And then there's the videos I've downloaded tonight
The things they do just cannot be right
But I look nevertheless, and I wonder if only
They would do those things for me, cos I'm lonely

I see the girl across the street
She leaves for work dressed smart and discreet
Then I wonder if she ever dresses like them
The ones I see, that intoxicate, us men

Something I wasn't prepared for at all
Was being pushed, into her, in a maul
She looked in my eyes and I thought I saw
Someone wicked looking back with a smile so broad

Deciding to meet her for dinner that evening
What would she wear, yes, my heart was racing
A comfortable jumper, jeans and plain shoes
Or a sexy outfit that would be classed as taboo

You can never tell what people are like
Whether they're kinky, perverted, or nice
You start off being polite and refined
Until awkwardness is removed and you feel more resigned

All I can say is that we find who we need
To replace those pictures and video feeds
Someone so sexy that she drives me insane
And yes, someone who knows, how to use a cane

She’s everything I wanted, everything so real
Not those girls, that you can’t touch, or feel
Someone that smiles the smile of sin
Then bites your bum with a lustful grin

Playful and yet erotically willed
With sexual tension that seems to just build
Then we look at each other, we’re thinking the same
Whatever happens now, will not be tame

And then she makes a remark I find strange
So we find ourselves looking at videos again
Yet we watch together, and we play then pause
I wonder whether they know what they've caused