When the wind decides that it's time to ride,
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To spread a little hell through the heartland,
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It takes a good long toke then it blows the smoke
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Through the desert night ?
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And the wings of fire ?
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Keep climbin' higher,
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See the flames cuttin' hard through the homeland,
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It takes a mighty strong will to strip the chill from the desert night --
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You're wakened from your dream by a siren's scream,
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Trapped by the walls that surround you --
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Then it's will to will, and you wonder still can you struggle free?
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In a thousand ways, when you turn the phrase,
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The wind's like a love of a woman ?
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It takes a mighty mean bitch --
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Some fire witch --
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To set the night on fire
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And the Santa Ana wind's gonna have its way tonight
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Nothing you can do's gonna change her mind ?
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And ain't it a lot like love the way desire takes you in ?
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And stokes the fire like the Santa Ana wind
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Now the air is calm, and the heart grows numb,
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The ashes burn low in the heartland,
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'Til again the wind starts closin' in to set the night on fire
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And the Santa Ana wind's blowin' cross my heart tonight
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Nothing you can do's gonna change her mind --
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And woman I want your love --
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I need that passion deep within,
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Like the ragin' fire needs the Santa Ana wind
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And the Santa Ana wind's gonna take your life tonight
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Nothing you can do's gonna change her mind --
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And ain't it a lot like love
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The way desire takes you in --
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Swept away with the Santa Ana wind
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Santa Ana Winds
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Survivor |