Steal Your Thunder
Words & Music by M. Crolius

She's a hot hotel on a desert night
A big old warm brass bed
She's a cold wet sweat on a fevered brow
A place to put your head

When you're making love to her
She loves it when your rough
If your show don't get a hand
It's cause enough is not enough

She'll steal your thunder steal your fire
Take your breath away
You'll think that she's forever
Turn around to find her gone one day

She's a gentle breeze on summer day
A pool to keep you cool
She's a slammin' hammer on a bed of nails
A place to put your tools 

She loves to see you take the punch
She loves it when your tough
If you were made of steel, you know
You wouldn't be strong enough

She'll steal your thunder steal your fire
Take your breath away
You'll think that she's forever
Turn around to find her gone one day

There's trouble when she tells the truth
Don't think that if she says she does she does just what she says
If her eyes start wandering
Remember that she usually wants whatever she can get

She'll steal your thunder steal your fire
Take your breath away
You'll think that she's forever
Turn around to find her gone one day


Guitars, Bass, Keyboards:
Mike Crolius
Drums: Dave Blackburn
Vocals: John Gebhart