photo credits to Gulf news.com
Hailstones keep fallin' on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those hailstones are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me'
Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me. . .
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Say good bye to the warmers and the jackets coz
Summer is just around the corner! [:
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