| I feel like Goin' Surfing in a Hurricane
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| I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
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| I ain’t afraid of dyin'
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| I got no need to explain
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| I feel like goin' surfing in a hurricane
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| We left the bar last night about half past eight
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| Down to the Alabama shore, not the Aloha state
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| This storm may pass, it was too late
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| Hey, we ain’t the kind to evacuate
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| The impact zone is callin' out my name
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| Sea monster night pulling nothing but pride and fear
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| St. Christopher may not get our asses outta here
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| Flooded roads, trailer parks
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| Maybe a tornado workin' in the dark
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| The perfect life, riding to eternity
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| I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
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| I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
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| I ain’t afraid of dyin'
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| I got no need to explain
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| I feel like goin' surfing in a hurricane
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| The waves were hard, the seas were high
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| Wicked thunderbolts flashed in my eyes
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| We swam out to the sandbar in the dark
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| Howling at the moon, cussin' at the sharks
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| I made the first drop and my cojones were in my throat
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| The second wave hit me
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| Brother, that’s all she wrote
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| Upside down, water on the brain
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| Into the bottom, but feelin' no pain
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| Screamin like a Seaman, paddlin' out again
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| I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
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| I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
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| I ain’t afraid of dyin'
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| I got no need to explain
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| I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
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| I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
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| I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
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| I ain’t afraid of dyin'
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| I got no need to explain
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| I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
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| I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane |