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Three thirty in the morningÂ
Not a soul insightÂ
The city's lookin' like a ghost townÂ
On a moonless summer nightÂ
Raindrops on the windshieldÂ
There's a storm moving inÂ
He's headin' back from somewhereÂ
That he never should have beenÂ
And the thunder rollsÂ
And the thunder rollsÂ
Every light is burnin'Â
In a house across townÂ
She's pacin' by the telephoneÂ
In her faded flannel gownÂ
Askin' for miracleÂ
Hopin' she's not rightÂ
Prayin' it's the weatherÂ
That's kept him out all nightÂ
And the thunder rollsÂ
And the thunder rollsÂ
The thunder rollsÂ
And the lightnin' strikesÂ
Another love grows coldÂ
On a sleepless nightÂ
As the storm blows onÂ
Out of controlÂ
Deep in her heartÂ
The thunder rollsÂ
She's waitin' by the windowÂ
When he pulls into the driveÂ
She rushes out to hold himÂ
Thankful he's aliveÂ
But on the wind and rainÂ
A strange new perfume blowsÂ
And the lightnin' flashes in her eyesÂ
And he knows that she knowsÂ
And the thunder rollsÂ
And the thunder rollsÂ
The thunder rollsÂ
And the lightnin' strikesÂ
Another love grows coldÂ
On a sleepless nightÂ
As the storm blows onÂ
Out of controlÂ
Deep in her heartÂ
The thunder rollsÂ
3rd Verse:Â
She runs back down the hallwayÂ
To the bedroom doorÂ
She reaches for the pistolÂ
Kept in the dresser drawerÂ
Tells the lady in the mirrorÂ
He won't do this againÂ
Cause tonight will be the last timeÂ
She'll wonder where he's been
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