4 Door Maverick
Howe Gelb
The rain disregards
Any agenda under the stars
The stars are still too far
To get you out or by and far
The rain and the cracklin' light
Throwing thick thunder and showing off the night
Get it going
Get it gone
When the lightning can't touch you and you can't go wrong
In a 4 door maverick
The roads out here are twice as wide
When it rains it pours then we slide...
Then we slide