Written by: Ron Porter

Majestic seas, towering trees, soft summer rain, distant thunder
How sweet life is when I remember I live in a world of wonder

Thirty-six sheep gunned down, word is it was a mafia contract
Lambs and rams never pay their gambling debts so it’s no wonder

A big black Cadillac Escapade with big old shiny spinners
The owner can’t pay rent, owes three years child support, makes you wonder

Golden lasso, magic bracelet, big fine Amazon tits and ass
With all the pulchritude I’m not surprised her first name is Wonder

You’re looking real good and it’s getting late, lady let’s close this deal
Spread your thighs, says Ron Porter, and show me the magic and wonder