Roy Orbison — Whirlwind

You're the figure of a woman You're the mind of a child A pretty whirlwind You don't know just what you're doing When you love me with your smile A lovely whirlwind A whirlwind Of warm desire Whirlwind, Burning fire woman, realize That the devil in disguise, is a whirlwind Born to be running wild and free Whirlwind Born to make fools of guys like me You pick me up like a whirlwind You put me down like a whirlwind Each time you touch me I'm trouble-bound Whirl, whirl, whirlwind Whirl, whirl, whirlwind Whirl, whirl, whirlwind Whirl, whirl, whirlwind Whirlwind