A spider has taken up residence in the rear-view mirror of her car
Something is scheduled to fall on her tent
Her boyfriend is thoughtful, she's a pa**able cook
But sometimes she eats alone
And one time, she was hit by lightning
While sitting on the roof of her home
She's been glowing in the bedroom
Her boyfriend can't sleep for the buzz.
She's grown accustomed to striking once
Random is as random does
She plays electric guitar, she's practical and pa**ionate
She compares herself to a tinder box
And once, while flying high as a kite
She struck her match on a lightning rod
Tell me
Some thing
I don't know