Howling – Anabel Englund (originally by Frank Wiedemann)
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Hot nights coming Keep the car running Lavender fingers Swallow my pollen
Gold I swam into your spell On the rite of God we fell You were plush and I laid bare You had me howling Cold I fell into your skin On the night you let me under your sin You had me howling You had me howling
Ooh ooh blush Ooh ooh blush Ooh ooh
Golden siren Under explosion Come lay your weakness down On the floor in the backseat
Gold I swam into your spell On the rite of God we fell You were plush and I laid bare You had me howling Cold I fell into your skin On the night you let me under your sin You had me howling You had me howling