Floods in Houston Lyrics

Jessica will stand up for you

Break some necks down at the disco tech

She don't leave her house without lips

Daddy's temper needs calming tricks

Brother's in the garage screaming at his army green pinto

We know he'll lose his love

But we don't talk of Nam

Jessica won't lose control

Not like them won't drink or smoke

Drives too fast to "Blue Bayou"

We know it floods in Houston

It floods she's built in the mud

It's no surprise

Taught not to cry (cry)

Jessica's at church on Sunday,

Monday, Wednesday, she's gotta sing

All the kindness in the world

Cannot touch, cannot take, her offering

But that Houston humidity

Creeps at night in her sheets like needles

And at the party in the yard

Those mean cowboys are

Kicking the hell out of the boy in pink

She breaks a glass beer bottle

On the concrete and comes at em' blazing

Give her reason she's waiting

We know it floods in Houston

It floods she's built in the mud

It's no surprise taught not to

We know it floods in Houston

It floods she's built in the mud

It's no surprise taught not to cry (cry)

Some old man at the drive thru

Offers his machine, forty cash

He'll take her picture

Send it to the magazines who knows what

That face could bring, a movie

But brother's crazed with bad dreams

And Jessica can take the heat, the bent spoon

She never takes the call

She saves her photo for