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Click hereI'm sipping Jimmy Beam
I see you walking in
You're filling out those jeans
the way that God intends
I follow close behind
I'm smelling your cologne
You've got my devil mind
just praying you're alone
Make it rain! Make it rain
where the sun don't shine
Baby, pelt my window pane
till you blow my mind
Pick me up; lay me down
like a straight line wind
You'll love the way I sound
as I kiss you when
you make it rain
You're standing by the bar
They're playing Brooks & Dunn
I think it's quite bizarre
that you're not with someone
I tap you on the sleeve
'Would you buy me a drink?'
You ask me what I need
but all I do is think
Make it rain! Make it rain
where the sun don't shine
Baby, pelt my window pane
till you blow my mind
Pick me up; lay me down
like a straight line wind
You'll love the way I sound
as I kiss you when
you make it rain
You walk me to my car
I'm tugging on your belt
The clouds are rolling in
and I'm about to melt
We pull up to my place
The lightning splits the sky
You ask me how I taste
and that's when I reply
Make it rain! Make it rain
where the sun don't shine
Baby, rock my window pane
till you blow my mind
Pick me up; lay me down
like a straight line wind
You'll love the way I sound
as I kiss you when
you make it rain
make it rain
where the sun don't shine
conjure up a hurricane
while we bump and grind
Pick me up; lay me down
like a straight line wind
Don't be afraid to drown
with that sexy grin
so make it rain
make it rain
make it rain
Wow!
A nurse,
A poet,
A songwriter,
And a meteorologist!
Oh. And a sexy soaker, too!
Dampkitten's in a bar one day
She's feeling really needy
She's desperate for a nice big cock
Thinks "Is eight inches being greedy?"
A hunk arrives in tight blue jeans
Dampkitten checks him out
He's packing quite a load, it seems
So she gives him a 'come hither' pout
"Buy a gal a drink?" she asks
When he nods, she knows she's in
She downs her Jim Beam shot in one
"Come on, it's time for sin!"
Outside she climbs into his car
The rain is pouring down
He joins her on the back seat and
They start to go to town.
She gets his cock out from his jeans,
He pushes her panties aside
Her cunt is slick, he slips in quick
And they enjoy a very wet ride.