she's sun and rain, she's fire and ice
a little crazy but it's nice
and when she gets mad, you best leave her alone
'cause she'll rage just like a river
then she'll beg you to forgive her
oh, she's every woman that I've ever known.
she's so New York and then L.A.
and every town along the way
and she's every place that I've never been
she's makin love on rainy nights
she's a stroll through Christmas lights
and she's everything I want to do again.
it needs no explanation
'cause it all makes perfect sense...
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