Feel Your Rain

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Oh, yeah.

I pull my hair back, so you can see my face.

You're such a thirst trap, when you ask me how's my day.

So you wanna come meet me at a western bar?

Oh, yeah. Then you wanna get lucky in your best friend's car. Oh.

Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah. You got me feelin' like a flower in bloom.

So, so put your CD in my boom box, pump that tune. Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah.

Don't slow down, but don't go changing the pace.

I'm just ride pedal away. So keep your hands on my waist.

No, don't ride pedal away.

I like it slow but no brake. Oh, keep talking, I talk back.

Whatever you're doing, I like that.

Don't let go until you hear me say, "I wanna feel your pain. "

I wanna feel your pain. Oh, I wanna feel your pain. Oh.

You treat me like a best friend. You kill me like a crush. Uh.

You're holding it against me, and it's making me blush. Now I'm sipping rum and cola in your Eastside lounge. Oh, yeah.

Then you throw me on the sofa and you get me off. I'm just ride pedal away.

So keep your hands on my waist. No, don't ride pedal away.

I like it slow but no brake.

Oh, keep talking, I talk back. Whatever you're doing, I like that.

Don't let go until you hear me say, "I wanna feel your pain.

" I wanna feel your pain.

Oh, I wanna feel your pain.

When you crash into me, and the camera's turnin' red. It's driving me, but we like it this way.

And it's all too sweet, when you ask me if I'm feeling okay.

And I say. . .

I'm just ride pedal away.

So keep your hands on my waist. No, don't ride pedal away.

I like it slow but no brake. You got me. Keep talking,

I talk back. Whatever you're doing, I like that.

Don't let go until you hear me say, "I wanna feel your pain.

" I wanna feel your pain.

Oh, I wanna feel your pain. Oh.