Feel the thunder Feel the thunder Feel the thunder Feel the thunder
Get your umbrellas Get your umbrellas It’s raining fellas It’s raining fellas Get your umbrellas Get your umbrellas It’s raining fellas It’s raining fellas
It’s a party (work) and the boys are coming out Boys on the prey It’s a party (work) and the boys are coming out Boys on the prey
Feel the thunder crashing like we crash the party And the lightning flashing like the paparazzi And the weatherman says we probably should take cover Oh we’re running outside to try to find a lover
You better find an ATM Baby, fast fast Tip some cash cash It’s raining dicks and ass ass It’s a fire (work) and it ain’t even July Muscles falling from the sky If you wanna find a guy
Get your umbrellas Get your umbrellas It’s raining fellas It’s raining fellas Get your umbrellas Get your umbrellas It’s raining fellas It’s raining fellas
It’s raining, everybody got boys on the brain Mother Nature made a men hurricane Get your umbrellas Get your umbrellas It’s raining fellas It’s raining fellas
It’s a party (work) and the boys are coming out Boys on the prey It’s a party (work) and the boys are coming out Boys on the prey
Well, the forecast says it’s gon’ be raining all night And I’m hoping it rains the kind of dudes that I like Want ’em tall, dark, handsome, want ’em holding me tight So, I’m sitting here waiting for the lightning to strike (Strike, strike)
You better run out to the street Looking fab fab Catch a cab cab It’s raining pecs and abs abs It’s a party (work) and the boys are coming out Put your hands up in the crowd Hotties falling from the clouds
Get your umbrellas Get your umbrellas It’s raining fellas It’s raining fellas Get your umbrellas Get your umbrellas It’s raining fellas It’s raining fellas
It’s raining, everybody got boys on the brain Mother Nature made a men hurricane Get your umbrellas Get your umbrellas It’s raining fellas It’s raining fellas
It’s raining Billys, Bobs, Blakes and Brandons It’s raining Willys, Robs, Jakes and Landons It’s raining Garrys, Jerrys, Larrys Raining twigs and berries Toms, Dicks and Harrys Bears, jocks and fairies
It’s raining thighs, tries, briefs and boxers It’s raining fly, guys, flight attendants and doctors It’s raining feminine, gentlemen, dripping down like a faucet Yeah, these boys are coming out Like the sky was a closet So
Get your umbrellas Get your umbrellas It’s raining fellas It’s raining fellas Get your umbrellas Get your umbrellas It’s raining fellas It’s raining fellas
It’s raining, everybody got boys on the brain Mother Nature made a men hurricane Get your umbrellas Get your umbrellas It’s raining fellas It’s raining fellas
Feel the thunder Feel the thunder Feel the thunder Feel the thunder