| A strong beast growled about love, a strong female bared its teeth,
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| He called with a gentle name, crawled with his belly, tearing the straps.
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| Bristling ridges croaker, muscles springing ringing eraser,
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| In a whirlwind of rage and struggle, the wolf's passion was saturated with passion.
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| Chorus:
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| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la.
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| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la...
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| And then, weakened, lay down, all in the languor of a great rumble,
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| And the she-wolf gratefully licked him on her broad forehead.
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| For, she knew that not one would now scour the cold.
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| The power to make a beast was given to her from a forest tramp by her husband.
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| Chorus:
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| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la.
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| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la...
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| Love, love - you will not be alone in the cold.
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| Love, love - make a husband out of a tramp.
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| Love, love - you will not be alone in the cold.
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| Love, love - make a husband out of a tramp.
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| Chorus:
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| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la.
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| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la.
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| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la.
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| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la... |