Testo Rainin' Fellas

Get your umbrellas, get your umbrellas
It's raining fellas, it's raining fellas
Get your umbrellas, get your umbrellas
It's raining fellas, it's raining fellas

Feel the thunder crashing like we crash a party
And the lightning flashing like the paparazzi
And the weatherman says we probably should take cover But we're running outside to try to find a lover
(A lover, lover)

You better find an ATM
Baby, fast, fast
Tip some cash, cash
It's raining dicks and ass, ass
It's a fire-work
And it ain't even July
Muscles falling from the sky
If you want to find a guy

Get your umbrellas, get your umbrеllas
It's raining fellas, it's raining fellas
Get your umbrеllas, get your umbrellas It's raining fellas, it's raining fellas
It's raining!
Everybody got boys on their brain
Mother Nature made a man hurricane
Get your umbrellas, get your umbrellas
It's raining fellas, it's raining fellas

Well the forecast says it's gon' be raining all night
And I'm hoping it rains the kind of dudes that I like
Want 'em tall, dark, handsome, want 'em holding me tight
So I'm sitting here waiting for the lightning to strike
(Strike, strike)

You better run off to the street looking fab, fab
Catch your cab, cab, it's raining pecs and abs, abs
It's a party (Work) and the boys are coming out
Put your hands up in the crowd, hotties falling from the clouds

Get your umbrellas, get your umbrellas
It's raining fellas, it's raining fellas
Get your umbrellas, get your umbrellas
It's raining fellas, it's raining fellas
It's raining!
Everybody got boys on their brain
Mother Nature made a man hurricane
Get your umbrellas, get your umbrellas
It's raining fellas, it's raining fellas

It's raining Billys, Bobs, Blakes and Brandons
It's raining Willys, Robs, Jakes, and Landons
It's raining Garys, Jerrys, Larrys, raining twigs and berries
Toms, Dicks and Harrys, bears, jocks, and fairies
It's raining thighs, tris, briefs and boxers
It's raining fly guys, flight attendants and doctors
It's raining feminine gentlemen, dripping down like a faucet
Yeah, these boys are coming out like the sky was the closet so

Get your umbrellas, get your umbrellas
It's raining fellas, it's raining fellas
Get your umbrellas, get your umbrellas
It's raining fellas, it's raining fellas
It's raining!
Everybody got boys on their brain
Mother Nature made a man hurricane
Get your umbrellas, get your umbrellas
It's raining fellas, it's raining fellas

Raining fellas!