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 led me under your sin You had me howling You had me howling
Golden siren Under-exposing 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 led me under your sin You had me howling You had me howling