He waved it and chanted a spell,
and a mist wafted in o'er the dell.
Smelling just like burnt weed,
It heightened their need
And sweating and heaving they fell
They clung to each other as one
and a mist wafted in o'er the dell.
Smelling just like burnt weed,
It heightened their need
And sweating and heaving they fell
They clung to each other as one