| Song | Something Sexy About the Rain |
| Artist | Kenny Chesney |
| Album | Be as You Are (Songs from an Old Blue Chair) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Chesney, Ewing | |
| There's something sexy about the rain | |
| She said as it came pouring down | |
| It feels like kisses on my skin | |
| She spread her arms and spun around | |
| In a summer island storm | |
| In a field of sugarcane | |
| She taught me how and showed me why | |
| There's something sexy about the rain | |
| And sometimes it rained all night | |
| And everything she did was perfect | |
| And every way we were was right | |
| We loved like there was no tomorrow | |
| Then suddenly tomorrow came | |
| And it was raining at the airport | |
| And kept on raining on the plane | |
| She only loved me for a season | |
| But my heart won't ever be the same | |
| Even now her love's the reason | |
| There's something sexy about the rain | |
| And sometimes when it's pouring down | |
| I feel her kisses on my skin | |
| I spread my arms and spin around | |
| And let that summer island storm | |
| Hit me like a hurricane | |
| It's like she's right here whispering | |
| There's something sexy about the rain | |
| She followed me back to the city | |
| In a picture in my mind | |
| She's still young and she's still pretty | |
| And even after all this time | |
| There's something sexy about the rain | |
| She said as it came pouring down | |
| It feels like kisses on my skin | |
| She spread her arms and spun around | |
| In a summer island storm | |
| In a field, in a field of sugarcane | |
| She taught me how and showed me why | |
| There's something sexy about the rain | |
| She taught me how and she's still why | |
| There's something sexy about the rain | |
| Something sexy about the rain | |
| Feels like kisses on my skin | |
| In a summer island storm | |
| Something sexy |
| zuo ci : Chesney, Ewing | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| She said as it came pouring down | |
| It feels like kisses on my skin | |
| She spread her arms and spun around | |
| In a summer island storm | |
| In a field of sugarcane | |
| She taught me how and showed me why | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| And sometimes it rained all night | |
| And everything she did was perfect | |
| And every way we were was right | |
| We loved like there was no tomorrow | |
| Then suddenly tomorrow came | |
| And it was raining at the airport | |
| And kept on raining on the plane | |
| She only loved me for a season | |
| But my heart won' t ever be the same | |
| Even now her love' s the reason | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| And sometimes when it' s pouring down | |
| I feel her kisses on my skin | |
| I spread my arms and spin around | |
| And let that summer island storm | |
| Hit me like a hurricane | |
| It' s like she' s right here whispering | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| She followed me back to the city | |
| In a picture in my mind | |
| She' s still young and she' s still pretty | |
| And even after all this time | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| She said as it came pouring down | |
| It feels like kisses on my skin | |
| She spread her arms and spun around | |
| In a summer island storm | |
| In a field, in a field of sugarcane | |
| She taught me how and showed me why | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| She taught me how and she' s still why | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| Something sexy about the rain | |
| Feels like kisses on my skin | |
| In a summer island storm | |
| Something sexy |
| zuò cí : Chesney, Ewing | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| She said as it came pouring down | |
| It feels like kisses on my skin | |
| She spread her arms and spun around | |
| In a summer island storm | |
| In a field of sugarcane | |
| She taught me how and showed me why | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| And sometimes it rained all night | |
| And everything she did was perfect | |
| And every way we were was right | |
| We loved like there was no tomorrow | |
| Then suddenly tomorrow came | |
| And it was raining at the airport | |
| And kept on raining on the plane | |
| She only loved me for a season | |
| But my heart won' t ever be the same | |
| Even now her love' s the reason | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| And sometimes when it' s pouring down | |
| I feel her kisses on my skin | |
| I spread my arms and spin around | |
| And let that summer island storm | |
| Hit me like a hurricane | |
| It' s like she' s right here whispering | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| She followed me back to the city | |
| In a picture in my mind | |
| She' s still young and she' s still pretty | |
| And even after all this time | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| She said as it came pouring down | |
| It feels like kisses on my skin | |
| She spread her arms and spun around | |
| In a summer island storm | |
| In a field, in a field of sugarcane | |
| She taught me how and showed me why | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| She taught me how and she' s still why | |
| There' s something sexy about the rain | |
| Something sexy about the rain | |
| Feels like kisses on my skin | |
| In a summer island storm | |
| Something sexy |