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Dedicated to a wonderful friend of mine - a song written on my Sophmore year of highschool.
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[Chorus]
Hurricane Ida, she come rollin’ along
Hurricane Ida, she be singin’ this song
She lives in our hearts and souls
It’s where she resides
Bother her, she’ll break your nose and lift up the tides
Oh yeah!

[Verse I]

She’ll turn those fish to sushi, she’ll make tyrants bow down
She’ll flood those monsters clueless and she’ll take the gold crown
She’ll bring bread to the needy and she‘ll brighten the forlorn
She’ll heal and stitch up every piece that’s tattered and torn
Oh yeah!
—she’ll even feed you corn
OW!

[Chorus]

Here she comes again!
WATCH OUT!

[Verse II]   

She can make you shiver, she can penetrate your soul
She makes sparkly Edward Cullen look like a troll
She’s glamorous and fabulous, not tah mention lots of class
She makes Michael Jackson slip and fall on his ass
Oh yes! 
—she’s more expensive than gas
OW!

[Chorus]

(GUITAR SOLO!!!!)

She lifts up up up UP UP HER TIDES!

Hurricane Ida, you’re so wild and free
With your awesomtasticalness
You will make history-Aiiiieeeeeeeee!!!

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