Well there's boards on all the windows There's a storm blowin' in And I can tell by the way the wind blows That she ain't comin' to make friends I can see you comin' from a mile away I can tell she's gonna play rough What took me my whole life to build Took her one night to fuck it up Tell me, baby, was I a target Or was I simply in the way? When the wind has lost its force And the rain has run its course And all you're left with is a name Namely a hurricane Well she followed me through Florida About as calm as a gun for hire But it wasn't 'til south Georgia That girl nearly set my chest on fire When it comes to women Well, I figured she'd just burn out like the rest But that damn girl nearly stole my heart When she stepped out of that black dress Tell me, baby, was I a target Or was I simply in the way? When the wind has lost its force And the rain has run its course And all you're left with is a name Namely a hurricane Well they say that the eye of the storm Is the safest place to be But if I spend one more moment in those eyes My God, it's gonna be the death of me I didn't get her, hell that's for sure She stung me like a hornet's nest I just can't wait to get back to Carolina So I can lay those storms to rest Tell me, baby, was I a target Or was I simply in the way? When the wind has lost its force And the rain has run its course And all you're left with is a name Namely a hurricane My hurricane My hurricane Sweet hurricane