On a hot summer night

I watched part of a rather depressing "documentary" which followed Meatloaf on his recent re-entry tour. Why such a thing was considered worth documenting I'm not quite sure.

It brought to mind the lyrics of one of his songs however.

On a hot summer night
would you offer your throat
to the wolf with the red roses?

Will he offer me his mouth?

Yes.

Will he offer me his teeth?

Yes.

Will he offer me his jaws?

Yes.

Will he offer me his hunger?

Yes.

Again; will he offer me his hunger?

Yes.

And will he starve without me?

Yes.

And does he love me?

Yes.

Yes?

On a hot summer night
would you offer your throat
to the wolf with the red roses?

Yes.