Lyrics
[Verse]
Jen's got fire under her skin
Tattoos of skulls where her stories begin
She raced the wind and laughed at the rules
Now she trades fast cars for power tools
[Chorus]
Oh Jen you’re a fighter through and through
The world can’t tame the wild in you
From the racetrack dirt to a mother’s love
You’re the kind of storm we can’t get enough
[Verse 2]
She lights a smoke with a weathered hand
Built her life with grit like grains of sand
Calloused fingers but a heart so warm
She’s a thundercloud before the storm
[Chorus]
Oh Jen you’re a fighter through and through
The world can’t tame the wild in you
From the racetrack dirt to a mother’s love
You’re the kind of storm we can’t get enough
[Bridge]
The engines still roar inside her soul
Her laughter’s loud and her spirit’s whole
She teaches her kids to chase the sun
To be bold like her when life’s on the run
[Chorus]
Oh Jen you’re a fighter through and through
The world can’t tame the wild in you
From the racetrack dirt to a mother’s love
You’re the kind of storm we can’t get enough
Style
pop rockpopraspy female vocalsrockedgyelectric guitar riffs
Prompt
A song about Jen. She’s an older tomboy who smokes and used to race cars. She has skulls tattooed on her shoulders. She’s a mother now and a hard worker, pop, rock
Credits
Prompt byLofiMatrix312
GeneratedJun 15, 2025
ModelAria v4
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