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Weather Channel® Chick
She’s the Weather Channel Chick, man that gear she wears is slick She’s the hottest thing in hurricanes this year Boy, but if she’s in your town you had better hunker down ‘Cause her camera means that a hurricane is near Otherwise the Weather Chick would not appear
In her pedal-pusher pants and her waves-can’t-catch-me dance She’s the hottest thing in hurricanes this year T-shirt sleeves cut up to here, gold and diamonds in her ears She’s the hottest thing in hurricanes this year God bless the butterfly that blew that tempest here
‘Cause she’s the hottest thing in hurricanes this year
Oh, Weather Channel Chick will you be mine? Through the tropic storms and the hurricanes of time Though the tidal surge grow 20 stories high You will always be the weather in my eye You will always be my Category Five
She’s the Weather Channel Chick doing Weather Channel shtick Warning tourists, “Hey, don’t play out on that pier” And hey now, if she’s in your town, buddy, better batten down ‘Cause her camera means that a hurricane is near Otherwise the Weather Chick would not appear and
When they zoom on her left cheek There’s a clue of whom I speak She’s the hottest thing in hurricanes this year Gift of gab and nimble quick She’s the Weather Channel Chick and Quick as this storm passes she will disappear Leave me lonely only wishing she were here Wishing for low pressure in the atmosphere
‘Cause she’s the hottest thing in hurricanes She’s the riddle in this sad refrain She’s the hottest thing in hurricanes around here
© 2005. Billy Marabella. |
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