14 lyrics for "Lightning, lightning strikes"

You, oh, oh, you, oh, oh Baby, this is what you came for Lightning strikes every time she moves And everybody's watching her But she's looking at you, oh, oh You, oh, oh We go fast till they can't replay Who knows why it's gotta be this way
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You, you, you, you You, ooh, ooh Baby, this is what you came for And everybody's watching her Lightning strikes everytime she moves But she's looking at you, you, you, you But she's looking at you Lightning strikes every time she moves
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You, oh, oh, you, oh, oh Baby, this is what you came for Lightning strikes every time she moves And everybody's watching her But she's looking at you, oh, oh You, oh, oh We go fast till they can't replay Who knows why it's gotta be this way
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It's sad, so sad (so sad) What do I do when lightning strikes me What have I got to do to be heard, It's a sad, sad situation And it's getting more and more absurd Why can't we talk it over? Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word What
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And the thunder rolls Deep in her heart The thunder rolls (the thunder rolls) And the lightning strikes Another love grows cold The thunder rolls Three thirty in the morning Not a soul in sight The city's looking like a ghost town
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What have I got to do to make you love me What do I do when lightning strikes me What have I got to do to be heard, It's sad (so sad) What have I got to do to make you care, And I wake to find that you're not there? What have I got to do to make you want
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What do I do when lightning strikes me What have I got to do to be heard It's sad, so sad What have I got to do What have I got to do to make you love me What have I got to do to make you care And I wake to find that you're not there What do I do to make
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And I can't fight it Lightning, lightning strikes, strikes, strikes Lightning, lightning strikes I lose myself looking for help In you, not like before Like no one else, like no one else I can't contain these burning lights will find you
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Now lightning strikes in old New York It may be dark but I want to talk It might rain, it might snow Too many things I got to know If this is spring than it's time to sing Never mind the l'il birdies wing Look out, look out, old New York New York's
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