King Hurricane

King Hurricane

Call me King Hurricane 


Oh, She shows the boys attention cuz she don't get none at home

The Queen of Carolina swears that she's the only one

Hot Showers and Cold Sheets are her forte 

Yea, the Queen of Carolina calls me King Hurricane 


Ashes to Ashes, surrounding her Trouble 

D-D-D Dust to Dust to Dust to the girls who dare not cuddle

Your Chicken Legs are thumpin' me to the Line of Ryan’s Bass

and Lady Gaga singin' sexy to my P-P-P-Poker Face 


Call Me Call Me, Yea

Call Me Call Me, Yea

Call Me Call Me, Yea

Call me King Hurricane

Sometimes it's cold in Carolina 

Folly Whitecaps turn to ice

Sometimes she'd rather drown in Atlantic Darkness 

Sometimes she thinks that sounds mighty nice

Sometimes it's cold in Carolina 

Sometimes the sun don't wanna play

Sometimes she'd rather swaddle in Folly Darkness 

Sometimes I wonder why the fuck she stays


Coconut Curls and Everglade Eyes 

Rock n Roll Heroes to try on for size 

College Girls droppin out playin with fire 

And a foot in the mouth of an Amber-Eyed Liar 

I'm a love-up-and-leave-you specimen, right? 

Fresh piece of candy might stick if I bite 

Don't want you over here after tonight 

Cuz King Street is flooding after your flight 


Call Me Call Me, Yea

Call Me Call Me, Yea

Call Me Call Me, Yea

Call me King Hurricane


Red-dressing on a greyhound with once-silver wings 

footsie-flyin', mile-highing, six strings on wooden things

sex-hairing, neighbors staring, now it's time to go, go, go, go

and an untrustworthy neighbor safe and sound asleep in an exit row 

turkey feather lost in a fox's fire 

pheasant feather wrapped tight in a copper wire 

copper wire linking the beads of the Star of the Sea 

And a bumpkin bitch liar with a hold over me 


Call Me Call Me, Yea

Call Me Call Me, Yea

Call Me Call Me, Yea

Call me King Hurricane 


I see you loopin the loop around Jupiter's Hoops 

It's Last call on Market Street, lord, summon the Troops

Would you, could you, Put on a little tapdance, diverting from the Truth

You You You could be my Allie Cat, I could be your Oops 


Call Me Call Me, Yea

Call Me Call Me, Yea

Call Me Call Me, Yea 

Call me King Hurricane 


Oh, She shows the boys attention cuz she don't get none at home

The Queen of Carolina swears that she's the only one

Hot Showers and Cold Sheets are her forte 

Yea, the Queen of Carolina calls me King Hurricane

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