»On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?«

»Oh, you were licking your lips and your lipstick’s shining
I was dying just to ask for a taste
Oh, we were lying together in a silver lining
By the the light of the moon, you know there’s not another moment to waste«

Meat Loaf: You Took The Words Right Out Of My Mouth

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