Lyrics

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(Verse 1)
Woke up this morning, sun barely peeking through,
Body aching, head spinning, memories of you.
Last night was wild, but now it’s morning light,
Got me thinking, did we do it right?

You’re still sleeping, breath soft and slow,
Memories of passion, making my heart glow.
But there’s a feeling, like something’s amiss,
Maybe it’s the guilt, or maybe it’s the bliss.

I slip out of bed, quietly tiptoe to the door,
Grab my clothes, leave the rest on the floor.
Head to the kitchen, start the coffee brewing,
Thinking about last night, and all we were doing.

(Chorus)
I’m a dirty ass cowboy, with a heart in a spin,
Got a d like a stallion, but now I’m questioning within.
Was it all worthwhile, or just a dirty dream?
Did we go too far, baby, did we break our fucking theme?

(Verse 2)
I hear the shower running, you’re up, getting clean,
Washing away the night, like it was all a dream.
You come out wrapped in a towel, looking fresh,
But I can see the questions, lurking in your eyes, yes.

We sit down, sip our coffee, silence hanging thick,
Both of us wondering, if last night was a trick.
I reach out, touch your hand, feel the tension rise,
“Did we go too far, baby, did we cross the fucking lines?”

You look at me, a mix of fear and love in your gaze,
“I don’t know, cowboy, maybe we lost our ways.”
We both sigh, knowing that the night was wild,
But now we gotta figure, if it’s worth the child.

(Bridge)
So let’s talk it through, make this fucking clear,
Last night was intense, but it doesn’t have to end in fear.
We crossed some boundaries, pushed our limits to the brim,
But we can come back stronger, if we just begin.

To build it back, baby, make it solid and true,
Last night was a fantasy, now it’s time to see it through.
We’ll keep it raw and real, baby, make our love sincere.

(Chorus)
'Cause I'm a dirty ass cowboy, with a heart full of sin,
Got a d like a stallion, and I'm rarin' to begin.
But let’s make it right, baby, make it fucking clear,
We'll keep it raw and real, baby, make our love sincere.

(Outro)
So here’s to the dads, the fucking MVPs,
We’ll keep our d hard, keep our hearts fucking free.
It’s Father’s Day, bitches, let’s make it fucking count,
Shave that pussay, suck this d, let’s fucking mount!

We’ll ride off into the sunset, like a fucking cowboy should,
Make you feel so good, baby, like you never fucking could.
So get ready, ladies, 'cause tonight we're gonna play,
Father's Day fantasy, gonna make you fucking sway.

And when we’re done, you'll be begging for some more,
Father's Day fantasy, baby, you'll be fucking sore.
But it’s all worth it, 'cause this day is fucking special,
A day for the dads, to be fucking sexual.

So let’s make this day the best fucking one yet,
A day of filthy fun, baby, you'll never fucking forget.
Happy Father’s Day, bitch, let’s make our fucking dreams come true.

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