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Well there's some big black clouds that's a blowin in from the west I've been drivin all day Lord, I sure could use some rest And there's a motel up ahead where I can unwind Cause I sure love thunderstorms and neon signs Cause I sure love thunderstorms and neon signs
They say it's gonna get cloudy and storm And then the weather is fine And they say it's gonna be partly sunny and warm And partly cloudy half of the time And there's all of these rules Based on all these predictions Makes it so hard to define Where do you draw the line? Seems like fifty percent's about the best you can do Based on latest projections Oh, 'cause there's all these laws -- all these rules But then again there's always exceptions -- To the rules Amidst all this confusion Where do you draw the line
Winter's heavy and partly cloudy And the snowfall leaves the tracks that catch a few Bit if you're wiley, you will leave them lying Snared up in the traps that they set for you And it's an evergreen affair As temptation taunts the fox Into the hunter's waiting lair
I can see you, Your brown skin shining in the sun. I see you walking real slow And you're smiling at everyone. And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong After the boys of summer have gone.