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Hot nights coming Keep the car running Lavender fingers Swallow my pollen Gold, I fell 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 led me under your sin You had me howling You had me howling Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Golden siren Under exposing Come lay your weakness down On the floor in the back seat Gold, I fell 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 led me under your sin You had me howling You had me howling Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush Ooh-ooh-ooh, blush
Writer(s): Ry Cuming Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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