Chorus:
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.
Chorus:
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 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 heart beat, rapid fire
Chorus:
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