Seattle

I miss my boy when I’m in Seattle
I’d like to ride him like a horse without a saddle
I’d like to spank him with a big wooden paddle
I get so horny when I’m in Seattle
Seattle, Seattle
Seattle, Seattle
On the road, it’s such a battle
When I go out I like to shake my rattle
It gets so hard without someone to straddle
I get so horny when I’m in Seattle
Seattle, Seattle
Seattle, Seattle
It’s time to skedaddle, to Canada.