I am just tickled pink, not to wake up dead!

Lookin in the mirror and still findin hair on your head,
This is just one of the joys of not wakin up dead!
Skinny dippin and gettin a glimpse of your lover's full moon,
Crusin down the road with the radio playin a favorite tune.
Barbecuin burgers on an outdoor grill,
Drinkin rootbeer till Ya gets yore fill.
Havin someone to scratch yore itch,
Buyin a lottery ticket, hopin to get rich.
Havin a duelin gas fight, till Ya can toots no more,
Gas lettin is just more fun with someone you adore.
Havin yore man wolf whistle, when it's a lie,
Havin him say," Baby you aint fat, have another piece of pie!"
Kitchen curtains billowin in the breeze,
Realizin that it is Sunday and you can do as you please.
Eatin an ice cream cone, with someone to lick off your drizzle,
Your man touchin the right spots to make you sizzle.
Lettin go with a thunderous burp, after eatin a good meal,
Being able to be yore silly self, doin what you feel.
Eatin watermelon, spittin seeds everywhere,
With no one sayin," Mind Your Manners!", cause no one gives a care!
On a snowy day, havin a warm fire to warm yore toes,
Havin someone bless Ya when you sneeze, cause Ya have a cold.
With all this joy aired and said,
I am so tickled that I didn't wake up dead.