作词 : Gill, Wasner
  feat. Bekka Bramlett
 
 Board up the windows
 Lock all the doors
 Try to remember what a body is for
 There's bad weather coming
 The red eye's runnin' red
 Let's spend that weekend
 And never leave that bed
 
 [Chorus:]
 Turn out the lights like there's no one home
 Cut the wires on the telephone
 Our hearts are pounding like a hurricane
 Makin' love to the rhythm of the pourin' rain
 Makin' love to the rhythm of the pourin' rain
 
 Let's tell ole Monday morning
 Please don't come too soon
 The storm is still raging
 Right here in this room
 Oh what a sweet day
 To spend our time
 Still got a little taste of some real good wine
 
 [Chorus]
 
 Oh what a fellin' is gonna fill my brain
 The next time the weatherman says it looks like rain
 
 [Chorus]