Perfect Storm Lyrics - Brad Paisley

If she was a drink 

She'd be a single-barrelled 

Bourbon on ice 

Smooth with a kick 

A chill and a burn all 

At the same time 

She's Sunday drive meets 

High speed chase 

She ain't just a song 

She's the whole mix tape 

She's so complicated 

That's the way God made her 

Sunshine mixed with 

A little hurricane 

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And she destroys me in that t-shirt 

And I love her so much it hurts 

I never meant to fall like this 

She don't just rain she pours 

That girl right there's 

The perfect storm 

I know how to make her laugh 

Or blush, or mad at me 

But that's OK there ain't no one 

More beautiful angry 

And she loves just as deep 

As she goes when she's down 

The highs match the lows 

Can't have one without the other 

And I love her just the way 

God made her 

Sunshine mixed with 

A little hurricane 

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And she destroys me in that t-shirt 

And I love her so much it hurts 

I never meant to fall like this 

But she don't just rain she pours 

That girl right there's 

The perfect storm 

She's the girl of a lifetime 

A guy like me spends his whole life 

Looking for, that girl right there's 

The perfect storm 

Woah-oh-oh 

Woah-oh-oh 

(She destroys me in that t-shirt)