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She's Thunderstorms
Lying on her front
Up against the wall
She's Thunderstorms
I've been feeling foolish
You should try it
She came and substituted
the peace and quiet
for acrobatic blood, flow, concertina
Cheating heartbeat
Rapid fire
She's Thunderstorms
Lying on her front
Up against the wall
She's Thunderstorms
Hear who's your host
Sounds as if she's pretty close
When the heats starts growing horns
She's Thunderstorms
She's been loop the looping
Around my mind
Her motorcycle boots
Give me this kind of acrobatic blood, concertina
Cheating heartbeat
Rapid fire
She's Thunderstorms
Lying on her front
Up against the wall
She's Thunderstorms, in an unusual place
When you feeling far away
She Does what the night does to the day
She's thunderstorms
Lying on her front
Up against the wall
She's thunderstorms
Thunderstorms
Thunderstorms