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Lovely Rita, hurricane!
Nothing can come between us,
When it gets dark she'll blow your house away!
Standing by a parking meter,
When I caught a glimpse of Rita,
Filling in the pavement with her little white hail
In the news she looked much bigger,
And The Gulf below her eye wall
Made her look a little like Katrina before.
Lovely Rita, hurricane!
May I inquire discreetly,
When are you free,
To blow my town away?
Stood outside and tried to stop her,
She blew right past, right around me
Told her I wouldn't really like to see her again,
Got the bill; insurance paid it,
She went north and caused a rain-out
Floating on the river with a gator or two.
Oh, lovely Rita, hurricane!
Where would I be without you,
Give us a wink and make me think of you.