CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Hurricane (Live From Webster Hall)
There's a place way down in Bed Stuy
Where the boy lives behind bricks
He's got an eye for girls of eighteen
And he turns them out like tricks
I went down to a place in Bed Stuy
A little liquor on my lips
I let him climb inside my body
And held him captive in my kiss
'Cause there's a storm you're starting now
And there's a storm you're starting now
And there's a storm you're starting
I'm a wanderess, I'm a one night stand
Don't belong to no city, don't belong to no man
I'm the violence in thе pouring rain
I'm a hurricane
I'm a hurricane
I'm a hurricane
See, I wеnt down to a place in Brooklyn
Where you tripped on LSD
And there I found myself reminded
To keep you far away from me
Where the boy lives behind bricks
He's got an eye for girls of eighteen
And he turns them out like tricks
I went down to a place in Bed Stuy
A little liquor on my lips
I let him climb inside my body
And held him captive in my kiss
'Cause there's a storm you're starting now
And there's a storm you're starting now
And there's a storm you're starting
I'm a wanderess, I'm a one night stand
Don't belong to no city, don't belong to no man
I'm the violence in thе pouring rain
I'm a hurricane
I'm a hurricane
I'm a hurricane
See, I wеnt down to a place in Brooklyn
Where you tripped on LSD
And there I found myself reminded
To keep you far away from me