Well, i´m sitting in my window
Watching all the teenes
Cruising in the street
Showing their minies
And they shake what they've got
Up and down like a ball
But I know they'll stop shaking
When the rain falls...
Rain will fall...
So please don't tell me stories
'cause I know how it ends
They always say fuck off
When I take off my pants
I´ve got no smell of chanel
And my car is too small
But it's dry inside
So the rain can fall...
Rain will fall...
Yes i´m sure that the rain will fall...
Rain will fall...
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