She creeps around the crypteyes any man that enterslures them in, begins to stripangelic beautydemonic cutiesuccumb to her cravingsalacious, not behavingmausoleum is unlockedclothes removed, but their socksloves the power she pulls from beyondlike a magician, waving her wandmen are...

If I had wings like a doveI'd fly down the river, to the one I loveLike a breeze in the morningMy love will come Woke up this morningIt was drizzlin' rainAnd around my heartFelt an achin' painLike a breeze in...