Freeport Virginia is Delaware by the Sea
A hot summer night and I was restless as can be
An ice cream shop, an open booth so I slid right in
A cone so sweet and fruity it must surely be a sin
In the booth behind me was a gray haired man
He kept on saying he was doing the best that he can
He mumbled when he spoke and mentioned his son Beau
He got choked up and said he had to go
His hot breath on my neck, oh God could it be
I knew it was for sure when he began to sniff me
A gentle hand began to stroke my startled face
His other hand traveled down to my special place