Handbombing In The Rain

We Cartboys have our ways Of working in the rain And somehow, we prevail Machine won't work when wet So textile straps we get In rain and snow and hail When the clouds won't go away Your shining face is one store section away Handbombing in the rain There's lightning in the sky Handbombing in the rain Perfect storm of you and I Handbombing in the rain These are rain drops in my eyes When I go inside You serve me chicken and fries And you keep me dry I'm soaked from head to toe Customers come and go But still back there you stay Our shifts when they align Star crossed in stormy times You help me find my way Raincoat with holes to my dismay You keep me coming back each day Handbombing in the rain There's lightning in the sky Handbombing in the rain Perfect storm of you and I Handbombing in the rain These are rain drops in my eyes When I go inside You serve me chicken and fries And you keep me dry I'm soaked from head to toe Customers come and go But still back there you stay Our shifts when they align Star crossed in stormy times You help me find my way Raincoat with holes to my dismay You keep me coming back each day And keep my dry You keep me dry