THE WEATHER MAN

With a little ecstatic pain,
we can make it rain.
If our strength gets drained,
it will still remain our gain.
Behind closed doors.
From the bed to the floor.
I'm a weather man to the core.
This doesn't make you a whore.
A murdered silence.
A pure sexual coherence.
Weather making more sense.
This rain is of essence.
The clouds gather.
Rain is all that matters.
Romantic lightning and thunder...
with lust there can't be a blunder.
The weather finally calms.
So soothing like a balm.
Now the movement of palms...
this rain is worth the qualms..
With a little ecstatic pain,
we can make it rain.
If our strength gets drained,
it will still remain our gain.
Behind closed doors.
From the bed to the floor.
I'm a weather man to the core.
This doesn't make you a whore.
A murdered silence.
A pure sexual coherence.
Weather making more sense.
This rain is of essence.
The clouds gather.
Rain is all that matters.
Romantic lightning and thunder...
with lust there can't be a blunder.
The weather finally calms.
So soothing like a balm.
Now the movement of palms...
this rain is worth the qualms.

By Mc Shapiro