OJPL

And when it rains, it rains

Orange juice and pink lemonade

Is out for a week

She brings her A-game

Is it any wonder why I been feeling so ****ed up?

And when it rains, it rains

Orange juice and pink lemonade

Her champagne tears falling heavy on my suede shoes

She left me feeling real ****ed up

Sexy missionary from the east

She paints like Picasso

And digs jazzy beats

spinning on repeat

These minutes into hours

And these days into weeks

She sits pretty, overthinking her speech

But there ain't nobody else who dare speak

But just don't mess with her parameters

Her old man's in the mafia

A stone-cold killer

All us Englishmen are amateurs

And when it rains, it rains

Orange juice and pink lemonade

Is out for a week

She brings her A-game

Is it any wonder why I been feeling so ****ed up?

And when it rains, it rains

Orange juice and pink lemonade

Her champagne tears falling heavy on my suede shoes

She left me feeling real ****ed up

Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalaaaaa

Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalaaaaahhhaaah

Well, it could be better, could be worse

This mediocrity is just the least I deserve

Cause, I been putting in the work

But does a strong work ethic actually work?

Sometimes I feel I'm sowing seeds just to feed the birds

And these pearlescent pigeons come and scratch up my turf

What's my better nature worth?

Cause I give a little something but get nothing in return

And when it rains, it rains

Orange juice and pink lemonade

Is out for a week

She brings her A-game

Is it any wonder why I been feeling so ****ed up?

And when it rains, it rains

Orange juice and pink lemonade

Her champagne tears falling heavy on my suede shoes

She left me feeling real ****ed up

Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalaaaaa

Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalaaaaahhhaaah

姹傛瓕璇嶆眰涓嶆潵灏辫嚜宸辨惉杩愪簡