My Playmate

My Playmate
There are times that I find myself dreaming,
'bout Playmates and girls that I see.
Of how it would feel just to hold them,
And have them appreciate me.

The wild times we'd have would be many,
The things we would do, I can't say,
But I know it would never be boring,
'cause dreams never happen that way.

But last night I realized one thing,
That I guess I didn't know yet.
That my wife has her own way of showing,
She's a Playmate I shouldn't forget.

She teased me and loved me in more ways,
Than I knew she was capable of.
She made me think longer and harder,
'bout what it would mean to lose her love.

What I have at home, men have killed for,
A woman you just can't compare.
But as long as she needs me and wants me,
You can bet your sweet butt I'll be there.