Well I hate the rain when I drive
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Right on thru
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Cause the windows are broken on my 455
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Right on thru
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It don't rain much but when it do
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That dirty old rain comes right on thru
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Right on thru
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Through to you!
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I had some pigeons livin on my ledge
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Right on thru
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Dirty winged rats living on the edge
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Right on thru
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I give em a shot too
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Right on thru
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The pigeon shit seeps right on thru
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Right on thru
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Through to you
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Well you built your house made out of lead
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Right on thru
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It keeps out those things that you dread
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Right on thru
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It don't matter where you hide
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Right on thru
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Because reality always crashes inside
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Right on thru
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Through to you
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(Right On) Thru
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