AVA GONE BAD - HURRICANE AWAY

Love
Coming home to you
Down in New Orleans
A Hurricane away from death

Fountain Bleu tippa do
Bourban street west
Me and my friend Dr. John
He was banging his best

Singing about a man on the run
Let me tell you the rest
We were getting high
With some Jambolie
He's a hurricane away

From the Mexico Line
Running out of time
Got a price to pay

Head to El Cid
Off the Grid
A seniorita away
Says he's gonna settle down
And mend his ways

But temptation come along
You just can't fight it
He's done a lot of wrong
Don't know how to right it

We were getting high
With some Jambolie
He's a hurricane away
From the Mexico Line

Running out of time
Got a price to pay
Love
Coming home to you

Love
Coming home to you

If my time is running short
I can hear the hounds barking

They'll come looking for me
When the night begins to darken
Won't you tell them
I am a peaceful soul

Won't put up a fight
I just want one more drink
And a girl for the night

We were getting high
With some Jumbalie
He's a Hurricane away

From The Mexico Line
Cause he s running out of time

Got a price to pay
Love
Coming home to you
Love
Love
Coming home to you

He's an honest man
Don't mean no harm
Satchel of herbs and spices
Goodluck Charms

Temptation come along
You just can't fight it
He's done a lot of wrong

Don't know how to right it
Getting high with some Jumbolie
He's a Hurricane Away

From the Mexico Line
Running out of time
Got a price to pay

Love

Coming home to you
We were getting high
With some Jambolie
I'm a sixpack away from love

Away from love
Coming home to you
I'm a sixpack
Away from love

We were getting high
With some Jambolie

We were getting high
With some Jambolie

Written by:
Ron Maldonado, Shannon Chapman

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