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...