Baby look ahead the sky's turning red from blue
Temperature reads 102
In the calm before the storm that's about to break loose
It's a hurricane baby, and I know just what to do
I'm gonna board up all the windows when the house creaks and moans
Pour a glass of whiskey, sit back and get stoned
While the storm rages outside like you woke the devil up on Monday morn
I'm trying to ease my mind cause my baby, she's all alone
It's been three days now I been locked up inside
Thunder's booming crazy and the water runs high
I don't care if I can't walk, I'll swim or I'll fly
Cause little storming's nothing to a fire that burns inside
Electric desire's gonna bust down that door
Hurricane winds will sweep her off of the floor
To that sea of pillows, dark and surging forever more
If our love was like rain then baby, it's gonna pour