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

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Golden siren
Under exposing
Come lay your weakness down
On the floor in the backseat

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

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Writer(s): Ry Cuming