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hairry d. wolf - craig bonner lyrics

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[verse 1]
when the sun goes down
he likes to cruise all over town
in his shiny blood red ’67
stingray corvette
he’s out on the prowl
and tonight’s his night to howl
the moon is full on this halloween night
and the stage is set

[verse 2]
his hair is silky smooth and black
and braided down his back
his bucktooth smile drives the women wild
and his burning red eyes puts ’em in their tracks
he’s got electro static cling
and wears a diamond*studded ring
he can belt the blues and make the ladies swoon
and make sweet
aromatic, diplomatic, charismatic, enigmatic, aristocratic
(???) romance

[verse 3]
little red riding hood
she may not be so good
and grandma better beware
i can hear footsteps on the stairs
not so good
after all
she was skipping out late
because she had a date
she was walking hand*in*hand
with a wolf*in*man
they were on their way
to the halloween ball
[guitar solo]

[verse 4]
sweet and lovely gentle breeze
swimming around through the trees
ghostly shadows in the sky
like the river flowing by
(???) blood, orange moon
peering down into the black lagoon
a lone wolf howls up on the hill
the moon is frozen and time stands still

[guitar solo]

[verse 5]
his backbone cracks and bends
and his t**th and jaw extend
gypsy moths, lightning bugs
fl!ckering in the flame
the smell of woods in the wild
brings out his inner child
his nostrils flare and it’s cold to spare
and they all call out his name

[chorus]
hairry d. wolf
hairry d. wolf
[verse 6]
he’s a self*made millionaire
he made his money selling his hair
he takes three bags full of his silky wool to a man
who makes wigs
he’s got a well*known reputation
he commands respect and admiration
just ask little bo peep how she lost her sheep
and ask the three little pigs about

[chorus]
hairry d. wolf
hairry d. wolf

[verse 7]
he was looking rather chic
showing off his fine physique
he had genuine (???) and charm
two ladies on his arm (oh hairry!)
(???)
(???)
they love to stroke his fur
because he can make them purr
he escorts them up the hill
into the misty moonlit chill
they were on their way
to the halloween ball
they were on their way
to the halloween ball

- craig bonner lyrics

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