| Song | Encinitas Rainstorm |
| Artist | Melissa McClelland |
| Album | Stranded In Suburbia |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Doucet, McClelland | |
| Oh, you make my spring | |
| And winter's such a mean old thing | |
| When it's cold | |
| And I freeze | |
| While the birds and the bees | |
| Chase the golden sun in the breeze | |
| But now the birds are flying home | |
| They've got stories from down in Mexico | |
| Oh, I envy their wings | |
| 'Cause I've flown in my dreams | |
| And I've seen such beautiful things | |
| From up above | |
| But I have to admit without your love | |
| I'd rather be where the sun don't shine | |
| And it rains for days at a time | |
| 'Cause he's my Encinitas Rainstorm | |
| Ooh, and he gets me so fresh | |
| When he sees me staring out my window | |
| Longing to be undressed | |
| And soaking wet | |
| My hair's a mess | |
| I'm out of breath | |
| Thunder clapping | |
| Raindrops splashing down | |
| Oh, I'm so curious | |
| And I'm so full of lust | |
| And we're washin' away all this dust | |
| We've collected | |
| 'Cause, honey, I'm resurrected | |
| And you wouldn't believe how it's flooded away | |
| All of the gray | |
| 'Cause he's my Encinitas Rainstorm | |
| Ooh, and he gets me so fresh | |
| When he sees me staring out my window | |
| Longing to be undressed | |
| And soaking wet | |
| My hair's a mess | |
| I'm out of breath | |
| Oh, I'm falling | |
| Oh, I'm astounded | |
| Oh, I'm dreamin' | |
| And I'm drownin' | |
| In all of your love |
| zuo qu : Doucet, McClelland | |
| Oh, you make my spring | |
| And winter' s such a mean old thing | |
| When it' s cold | |
| And I freeze | |
| While the birds and the bees | |
| Chase the golden sun in the breeze | |
| But now the birds are flying home | |
| They' ve got stories from down in Mexico | |
| Oh, I envy their wings | |
| ' Cause I' ve flown in my dreams | |
| And I' ve seen such beautiful things | |
| From up above | |
| But I have to admit without your love | |
| I' d rather be where the sun don' t shine | |
| And it rains for days at a time | |
| ' Cause he' s my Encinitas Rainstorm | |
| Ooh, and he gets me so fresh | |
| When he sees me staring out my window | |
| Longing to be undressed | |
| And soaking wet | |
| My hair' s a mess | |
| I' m out of breath | |
| Thunder clapping | |
| Raindrops splashing down | |
| Oh, I' m so curious | |
| And I' m so full of lust | |
| And we' re washin' away all this dust | |
| We' ve collected | |
| ' Cause, honey, I' m resurrected | |
| And you wouldn' t believe how it' s flooded away | |
| All of the gray | |
| ' Cause he' s my Encinitas Rainstorm | |
| Ooh, and he gets me so fresh | |
| When he sees me staring out my window | |
| Longing to be undressed | |
| And soaking wet | |
| My hair' s a mess | |
| I' m out of breath | |
| Oh, I' m falling | |
| Oh, I' m astounded | |
| Oh, I' m dreamin' | |
| And I' m drownin' | |
| In all of your love |
| zuò qǔ : Doucet, McClelland | |
| Oh, you make my spring | |
| And winter' s such a mean old thing | |
| When it' s cold | |
| And I freeze | |
| While the birds and the bees | |
| Chase the golden sun in the breeze | |
| But now the birds are flying home | |
| They' ve got stories from down in Mexico | |
| Oh, I envy their wings | |
| ' Cause I' ve flown in my dreams | |
| And I' ve seen such beautiful things | |
| From up above | |
| But I have to admit without your love | |
| I' d rather be where the sun don' t shine | |
| And it rains for days at a time | |
| ' Cause he' s my Encinitas Rainstorm | |
| Ooh, and he gets me so fresh | |
| When he sees me staring out my window | |
| Longing to be undressed | |
| And soaking wet | |
| My hair' s a mess | |
| I' m out of breath | |
| Thunder clapping | |
| Raindrops splashing down | |
| Oh, I' m so curious | |
| And I' m so full of lust | |
| And we' re washin' away all this dust | |
| We' ve collected | |
| ' Cause, honey, I' m resurrected | |
| And you wouldn' t believe how it' s flooded away | |
| All of the gray | |
| ' Cause he' s my Encinitas Rainstorm | |
| Ooh, and he gets me so fresh | |
| When he sees me staring out my window | |
| Longing to be undressed | |
| And soaking wet | |
| My hair' s a mess | |
| I' m out of breath | |
| Oh, I' m falling | |
| Oh, I' m astounded | |
| Oh, I' m dreamin' | |
| And I' m drownin' | |
| In all of your love |