Rodney Carrington - White shirts and rain

I was fifteen years o^Cld a young innocent b^Goy On a playground at sc^Chool when I first met J^Goy Her T-shirt was wh^Cite and her chest was quite l^Emarge^{D C} When the storm clouds rolled ^Gin ^D it started commin' down hard^G

White shirts and r^Cain yeah they bring on a ch^Gange We knew she had a s^Det but when she got em both wet You could see ever^Gything; I just stood there in ^Caw She didn't have o^Emn a ^Dbr^Ca; a cold wind hit her ^Gback And out popped her r^Dack white shirts and^G rain

I've heard em called han^Cgers; I've heard em called c^Gans I've heard em called cha^D-cha's n chi-chi's n boobies n two really good friends ^G Some like to be p^Cet on pinched on and pu^Emlled^{D C} Some like to be kissed ^Gon^D some you can't touch at ^Gall

White shirts and r^Cain yeah they bring on a ch^Gange They've all got a s^Det but when they get em both wet You can see ever^Gything and it's hard not to st^Care When they're sittin righ^Emt ove^Dr t^Chere could you run through my la^Gwn I got my sprinkler ^Don because today looks like no ^G rain