Flame - Donovan

She entered the room and her Scorpio heat

Melted a grown man in his seat

Wired up the frozen women in pairs

And the adolescent stallions and mares

She opened her fur and her legs walked out

Into a room full of twist and shout

Heavy her musk, hung dark in the air

From deep in the coils of her henna-hair

Flame, flame, flame, flame

Flame, flame, flame me

She smiled at a friend and the room’s eye stared

At the chosen acolyte holing her there

What celluloid images deep down below

Could ever have primed such sex to show

Flame, flame, flame, flame

Flame, flame, flame me

Flame, flame, flame, flame

Flame, flame, flame me

She entered the room and her Scorpio heat

Melted a grown man in his seat

From out of the airless gasp of the night

The fires of desire were burning white

Flame, flame, flame, flame

Flame, flame, flame me

Flame, flame, flame, flame

Flame, flame, flame me