Well, iґm 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
Iґve 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 iґm sure that the rain will fall...

Rain will fall...