| Pretty girl, got that look in her eyes
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| She might be trouble, but trouble’s what you need sometimes
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| She can’t hold back and she won’t let go
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| Like a sinking ship that’s keeping me afloat
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| Well, someone told me «watch out»
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| And another told me «run»
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| But I’ve always been a bullseye looking for a gun
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| But she is my hurricane
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| And I am her ocean
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| And we could make the biggest waves
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| Cause she makes me move; |
| she moves me
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| Cause she makes me move; |
| she moves me
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| A reckless heart and a dangerous mind
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| That combination, a beautiful disaster every time
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| And she makes me mad, but she, she makes me stronger
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| I guess that love’s not always a sweet, sweet song
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| Well, someone told me «watch out»
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| And another told me «run»
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| But I’ve always been a bullseye looking for a loaded gun
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| But she is my hurricane
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| And I am her ocean
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| And we could make the biggest waves
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| Cause she makes me move; |
| she moves me
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| Cause she makes me move; |
| she moves me, yes
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| Na-na-na na-na
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| Na-na-na na-na
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| Na-na-na na-na na-na
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| Na-na-na na-na
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| Na-na-na na-na
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| Na-na-na na-na na-na
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| Well, someone told me «watch out»
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| And another told me «run»
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| And I don’t know if this is what I need
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| But God, it’s all I want
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| But she is my hurricane
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| And I, I am her ocean
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| And we could make the biggest waves
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| Cause she makes me move; |
| she moves me
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| Cause she makes me move; |
| she moves me
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| Cause she makes me move; |
| she moves me |