Lone Ranger

She wanted me to be the Lone Ranger One night in her bedroom As a boy I lived for television on Saturdays Cartoons, cowboys, showing me the way I still check under, getting into bed most nights Made mistakes but I was brought up right She wanted me to be the Lone Ranger One night under a prairie moon Met her at a party in the month of May Excuse me getting out of each other's way We shared some tequila she lost one of her shoes The sun came up there was nothing left to do She wanted me to be the Lone Ranger One night in her bedroom That December I admit it was quite a surprise When she tied the cloth right over my blue eyes But love is a secret at least two people know Yippie ki yi yay Yippie ki yi yo