That grass ain't gonna cut itself And you can't get your tan
Underneath these covers And that four blade ceiling fan
You know I love to see you With that two piece top untied
But I can think of something better I ain't gonna lie
* Yeah, I could use a little rain Beating on a window pane
While we listen to the tin roof sing A love song all day long Yeah, I hope it pours
And our clothes stay on the floor Yeah, that's the kind of storm
That's been calling my name Yeah, I could use a little rain
Yeah, I could use a little rain
Blame it on a fast lane Tryna make that dollar bill
How everything we gotta do We can't just sitting still
I know that it ain't your fault And I hope that it ain't mine
But we been in a drought For a little too long a time
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Sun, sun, go away Come again some other day Me and this girl got love to make
Yeah, we got love to make Sun, sun, go away
Won't come again some other day For me and this girl got love to make
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