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I was fifteen years old  a young innocent boy
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On a playground at school  when I first met Joy
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Her T-shirt was white  and her chest was quite large
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When the storm clouds rolled in  it started commin' down hard

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White shirts and rain  yeah they bring on a change
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We knew she had a set  but when she got em both wet
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You could see everything; I just stood there in aw
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She didn't have on a bra; a cold wind hit her back
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And out popped her rack  white shirts and rain

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I've heard em called hangers; I've heard em called cans
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I've heard em called cha-cha's n chi-chi's n boobies  n two really good friends
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Some like to be pet on  pinched on and pulled 
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Some like to be kissed on  some you can't touch at all

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White shirts and rain  yeah they bring on a change
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They've all got a set  but when they get em both wet
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You can see everything  and it's hard not to stare
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When they're sittin right  over there  could you run through my lawn 
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I got my sprinkler on  because today looks like no  rain