Waiting Out the Storm (Motley Crue Style)
She said wait and I’ve been waiting like a promise
She said wait and I’ve been holding every warmest
Thought I’ve got about the thing that’s coming next
About the night ahead written in the text
Of everything she does and everything she’s said
The waiting is alive inside my head
Waiting out the storm, waiting out the heat
Waiting out the wanting, keeping every beat
Waiting out the storm, holding every wire
Waiting, baby, feeding the fire
The nights are long when you’re waiting on a woman
Who knows exactly what she’s doing to a man
She stretches out the tension like a guitar string
She plays it knowing exactly what it brings
A man half out of his mind with wanting her
Shaking in the night like a satellite blur
Waiting out the storm, waiting out the heat
Waiting out the wanting, keeping every beat
Waiting out the storm, holding every wire
Waiting, baby, feeding the fire
But I’ll wait, I’ll wait, because she’s worth the price
I’ll wait all night and I’ll wait twice
Because what comes at the end of all this waiting
Is a thing worth every hour of anticipating
I know it in my blood, I know it to the bone
Waiting on her beats anything I’ve known
Waiting out the storm, waiting out the heat
Waiting out the wanting, keeping every beat
Waiting out the storm, holding every wire
Waiting, baby, feeding the fire
She said wait and I’ve been waiting like a promise
She said wait and I’ve been holding every warmest
Thought I’ve got about the thing that’s coming next
About the night ahead written in the text
Of everything she does and everything she’s said
The waiting is alive inside my head
Waiting out the storm, waiting out the heat
Waiting out the wanting, keeping every beat
Waiting out the storm, holding every wire
Waiting, baby, feeding the fire
The nights are long when you’re waiting on a woman
Who knows exactly what she’s doing to a man
She stretches out the tension like a guitar string
She plays it knowing exactly what it brings
A man half out of his mind with wanting her
Shaking in the night like a satellite blur
Waiting out the storm, waiting out the heat
Waiting out the wanting, keeping every beat
Waiting out the storm, holding every wire
Waiting, baby, feeding the fire
But I’ll wait, I’ll wait, because she’s worth the price
I’ll wait all night and I’ll wait twice
Because what comes at the end of all this waiting
Is a thing worth every hour of anticipating
I know it in my blood, I know it to the bone
Waiting on her beats anything I’ve known
Waiting out the storm, waiting out the heat
Waiting out the wanting, keeping every beat
Waiting out the storm, holding every wire
Waiting, baby, feeding the fire