Hey, hey, hey, hey  Hey, hey, hey, hey  Oh, there´s this guy I know  He´s an actor, he may be let go  He just sits in a bar  His beautiful wife she loves him so  And he loves her  I hope he never lets her go  He spills out stories to me  As easy as I spill my drink  He´s an undiscovered saint  Just hides behind his war paint  Sleeps through a hurricane, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah  Hurricane  Sleeps through a hurricane, wow, wow  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah  Solo:  She whispers to him silently  That he´s drank too much again  And it would be, oh, so silly  To end it this way  He spills out stories to me  As easy as I spill my drinks  Oh, he´s an undiscovered saint  Just hides behind  Sleeps through a hurricane  Hurricane, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah  Sleeps through a hurricane  Hurricane, yeah, yeah, yeah  Solo:  Oh  Of all the stories ever told  Of all the cats that have slept in all the beds they´ve got (???)  Of all the bottles of gin, mother´s ruins on him  Bourbon, oh  I´m gonna make you a star someday  And then I´ll let you burn the wire  Bette Davis  Just like Marilyn Monroe  Aaah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah  Sleeps through a hurricane, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah  Oooh, hurricane, hurricane, hurricane, hurricane  Sleeps through a hurricane, yeah, yeah  Aaaaaah  Oooh, hurricane  Hey, hey, hey  (Sleeps through a hurricane)