Year 8 Wk 41 She Came On Like A Hurricane

OK just in case the NASCAR reference doesn't give it away this is a rocking country tune.

She Came On Like A Hurricane

I had just sat down at my local bar
To have a few beers watch a little NASCAR
When in walked this lady she said her name was Lorraine

She took the stool right next to me
Said "Hey there Mister you like what you see"
I said " Any man who didn't would have to be a little insane"

Then she called to the bartender "JD keep it neat"
And I nearly fell right off of my seat
When she downed that drink like it was water from a well

She order up another said "And one for my friend"
And I started wondering where this night would end
She might take to Heaven or she may put me through Hell

She came on like a hurricane
Bowled me over like a runaway train
With her looks like Angel sent from up above

She had deep blue eyes and hair of red
A voice that made me hang on every word she said
And with each passing moment I was falling more in love

She sauntered over to the juke box said "Come on boy lets dance"
And I knew I wouldn't get no second chance
When she took my hand and pulled me out on the floor

Well we danced a boogie then a two step or three
Then she whispered in my ear "Can you come home with me"
And the next thing I know we were headed on out the door

She came on like a hurricane
Bowled me over like a runaway train
With her looks like Angel sent from up above

She had deep blue eyes and hair of red
A voice that made me hang on every word she said
And with each passing moment I was falling more in love

Well I woke up in Vegas wearing a wedding ring
With her next to me in and she was wearing nothing
But the smile on her face that said I must have done something right

Now it's been twenty years and she's still sharing my bed
And we're looking forward to another twenty ahead
And it's all because of what went down that night

When
She came on like a hurricane
Bowled me over like a runaway train
With her looks like Angel sent from up above

She had deep blue eyes and hair of red
A voice that made me hang on every word she said
And with each passing moment I was falling more in love

Yes
She still comes on like a hurricane
Bowls me over like a runaway train
With her looks like Angel sent from up above

With her deep blue eyes and her hair of red
That voice that makes me hang on every word she says
And with each passing moment I'm still falling more in love

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John