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.
Here is your host, sound as if she's pretty close,
When the heat 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're 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.

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