Hurricane / Cradle To The Grave

Hurricane / Cradle To The Grave
From cradle to grave
I am woman, I am son!
I can give birth to sheep, I can give birth to son!
And I can be cool, soft as the breeze,
Ill be a hurricane, ripping up trees!
I am woman, I am son!
I am woman, I am son!

Cant see where I run, no matter how far!
I am woman, I am son!
I can give birth to sheep, I can give birth to son!
And I can be cool, soft like the breeze,
Ill be a hurricane, ripping up trees!
Want some [? ] twice a [? ]
I can see, over candle-light,
Ill take care of you, untill you die.
I can [? ] brush, I can [? ] screw,
When I walk by, flowers will bloom.
Want some [? ] twice a [? ]
Ill be a hurricane, ripping up trees!
You keep takin...my head should be aching!
I can see, over candle-light,
Ill take care of you, untill you die,
Ill be a hurricane, ripping up trees!
You keep takin...