BEN BOSTICK
TORNADO
It was a hazy day downtown LA
When I met her on an elevator on its way
Up to the hotel room of my fiancé
But I never made it there cuz she come
Tearing through my life like a tornado
Coming on hotter than a baked potato
She spin me round then see ya later
Wanna hate her but I love her instead
We caught the red-eye to Dubai
She was blowing my dough like it’s going out of style
In general I’s a sensible guy
But that guy died when she come
Tearing through my life like a tornado
Coming on hotter than a baked potato
She spin me round then a see ya later
Wanna hate her but I love her instead
I lost my job and all of my money
Most of my friends and half of my mind
I’m so messed up it’s a little funny
Man, I thought for sure that she was mine
But now I’m alone just trying to get right
Picking up the pieces of my busted life
If she walked into this room tonight
I’d say, baby—won’t you come
Tearing through my life like a tornado
Coming on hotter than a baked potato
Just spin me round then see ya later
Wanna hate her but I love her instead