Whiskey in a tea cup
Porcelain and wild
Blonde and dark
She's running me amok

She swept through my life like a
tempest
Whirling and screaming and
Throwing dishes, crying, swearing -
All the things those storms do
to make you never forget

She'd destroy my home
And I'd take cover
Cursing her and that infernal
Wildness

When it stops
And the rain quits pouring
I'd look to the sky,
hoping it would all happen
Again.