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'd love to see you with that two-piece top untied
But I can't think of something better, I ain't gonna lie
Yeah, I could use a little rain, beating on the windowpane
While we listen to the tin roof sing a love song all day long
Yeah, I hope it pours and I close day 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 the fast lane trying to make that dollar bill
Now everything we gotta do we can't just sit and still
I know that it ain't your fault and I hope that it ain't mine
But we've been in a drought for a little too long a time
Yeah, I could use a little rain, beating on the windowpane
While we listen to the tin roof sing a love song all day long
Yeah, I hope it pours and I close day 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
Yeah, I could use a little rain
Son, son, go away
Come again some other day
Me and this girl got love to make
Yeah, we got love to make
Son, son, go away
Won't you come again some other day
Me and this girl got love to make
Ah, ooh
Ah, ooh
Ah, ah
Ah, oh, ooh
Ah, ooh
Ah, oh, oh, ooh
Ah, ooh
Ah, oh, oh, ooh
Ah, oh, ooh
Ah, oh, oh, ooh
Ah, ohin my dream
Ah, oh, oh, ooh
Yeah, I could use a little rain.
Yeah, I could use a little rain.
Yeah, I could use a little rain.
I could use a little rain.