
Name Storms After Nate Smith
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[Verse 1]
Ain't a cloud up in the sky
Ain't no warning or a sign
But all of a sudden, I'm lost in the blue eyes of a hurricane
The way you're rolling in right now, oh-oh
I should be standing on some higher ground
[Chorus]
Ooh, you're a lightning strike
To hell with whoever said it never hits twice
Ooh, you're a hundred-year flood
Sweeping me away in a tidal wave rush
They never saw you coming, beautiful disaster
You're the kind of woman that they name storms after
[Verse 2]
Now I'm caught up in your wreckage
Your perfume, your kiss, your dresses
I'm at the mercy of your touch, and I can't run for cover
I feel your love like thunder in my chest
[Chorus]
Ooh, you're a lightning strike
To hell with whoever said it never hits twice
Ooh, you're a hundred-year flood
Sweeping me away in a tidal wave rush
They never saw you coming, beautiful disaster
You're the kind of woman that they name storms after, oh, oh-oh
Ain't a cloud up in the sky
Ain't no warning or a sign
But all of a sudden, I'm lost in the blue eyes of a hurricane
The way you're rolling in right now, oh-oh
I should be standing on some higher ground
[Chorus]
Ooh, you're a lightning strike
To hell with whoever said it never hits twice
Ooh, you're a hundred-year flood
Sweeping me away in a tidal wave rush
They never saw you coming, beautiful disaster
You're the kind of woman that they name storms after
[Verse 2]
Now I'm caught up in your wreckage
Your perfume, your kiss, your dresses
I'm at the mercy of your touch, and I can't run for cover
I feel your love like thunder in my chest
[Chorus]
Ooh, you're a lightning strike
To hell with whoever said it never hits twice
Ooh, you're a hundred-year flood
Sweeping me away in a tidal wave rush
They never saw you coming, beautiful disaster
You're the kind of woman that they name storms after, oh, oh-oh
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