She's overly horny as she puts on her thong
A silky dress and heels complete her uniform
Hell bent to flirt the room and to enjoy the storm
And grabbing attention of the muscle-bound dong

She walks into this bar and notices the eyes
On her shapely tight thighs, they stare in unison
Wanting to spend the night, to be her hooligan
And to explore the folds amidst her wet surprise

She smiles back and notices, a stranger in corner
Not looking at her legs, like the other losers
Having fun with buddies, not a gang of cruisers

Her first drink is offered; that man comes to warn her
That a crushed yellow pill was put into her drink
So that she would sleep through her attacker's dark kink.