Lyrics

I woke up early to clear blue skies Wiping sleep from my tired eyes I looked around and started smellin' the coming rain Checked the forecast for the day Sunny skies not a chance of rain But it don't take no meteorologist to read her eyes We go together like trailers and tornadoes Round and round and around and around we go It's gonna be cloudy with a chance of pain When the wind picks up get outta her way She's enough to make a weatherman start to pray Cuz it's a trailer and tornado kind of day I'm scraping pennies for my last dollar It's about time I threw off this collar There's some weather coming in and I'm in the way So don't tell me I'm off my rocker Storm chasers gonna go insane I can hear her comin' on like an old freight train We go together like trailers and tornadoes Round and round and around and around we go It's gonna be cloudy with a chance of pain When the wind picks up get outta her way She's enough to make a weatherman start to pray Cuz it's a trailer and tornado kind of day No time to take cover it's a bit too late The whole damn park is startin' to shake We go together like trailers and tornadoes Round and round and around and around we go It's gonna be cloudy with a chance of pain When the wind starts to rage get outta her way She's enough to make a weatherman start to pray Cuz it's a trailer and tornado kind of day
Writer(s): Daniel Adam Carpenter, William J Arnold Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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