Orange Ball of Hate

When I hear the screeching weather vane
 in the wild wind and the hissing rain
 I know that one of us, I'm not saying who,
 has got rocks in her head
 as the rain comes through the open window
 But you don't think so
 I sure do love you
 I sure do love you
 When I notice that the radio is broken
 I see you standing there in the doorway soaking
 The water drizzles off of you down to the floor
 and I say that I don't want to live in New England anymore
 Some flower petals stick to your skin
 I grab hold of your hip, and I pull you in
 When the building establishes control
 When the thunder from the north begins to roll down our way
 I know I've been right all along
 and you start singing that stupid children's song
 You think I don't know it
 but I just don't feel like singing it
 I sure do love you
 I sure do love you