Thunderbird was July hot
And that muddy lake was the perfect spot
For campfires, drinking beer and
Skipping half your senior year
Told your Mom a little white one
She didn't want you hanging out
With the son of a small town roughneck man
That'll never be nothin' but an old field hand
Showed up with your girlfriend
About the time a storm rolled in
Wind got up it was pouring down
We could hear the sirens going off in town
We were kissin in the rain, kissin in the rain
Hitting hard like a hurricane
Summer nights lit up with lightening
Soaking wet staring in your eyes
We didn't care a thing about the thunder
While the angry sky we were under was raising cain
We were kissin in the rain
You got in too late that night
And you and Momma had a fight
You were never gonna win
Never got to see me again
Like that storm the days rolled by
And now and then I still drive
Cross the dam in my old Ford
I get out and walk that shore
I still see you standing there
In blue jeans too wet to wear
Their all drenched and out of place
And mascara running down your face
Every time the clouds get low
And the sirens start to blow
I get a sweet little de ja vu
About Thunderbird and me and you
Kissin in the rain, kissin in the rain
Hitting hard like a hurricane
Summer nights hit up with lightening
Soaking wet staring in your eyes
And we didn't care a thing about the thunder
While the angry sky we were under was raising cain
We were kissin in the rain
Yeah
Kissin in the rain
