Hurricane
Natalie Imbruglia

It came on like a hurricane
And it moved me like a slow dance
It pushed me like a tailwind
And it came in through the back door


And walked me into tomorrow

It picked me like a cherry
And it killed me with the craving
It thrilled me to starvation
And it stripped me ugly naked

You're all that I could need
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