A tornado flew around my room before you came Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn’t rain In Southern California, much like Arizona My eyes don’t shed tears, girl, they bawl
I’ve thinkin’ ’bout you (Ooh, no, no, no) I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout you (No, no, no) I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout you Do you think about me still? Do ya, do ya?