Brad Paisley - Perfect Storm lyrics

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 Woah-oh-oh 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 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)