Pink Tornado
(c) 2001 by Jim Stringer

The weather man predicted partly cloudy to fair
So I went out for a drive, not a cloud in the air
Had the top down in my old El Dorado
When I got blown away by the pink tornado.

Yeah, she swept me off my feet like a whirlwind
Now I got a little twister for my girl friend
My feet may never again touch the ground
The way my pink tornado’s got me spinning around
Spinning around
Spinning around
Spinning around

Lightning flashes when I kiss her lips
Thunder crashes when she wiggles those hips
She really packs a punch in her tight pink sweater
Like a pink tornado she’s stormy weather

Yeah, she swept me off my feet like a whirlwind
Now I got a little twister for my girl friend
My feet may never again touch the ground
The way my pink tornado’s got me spinning around
Spinning around
Spinning around
Spinning around