It's sunny and 74 degrees
Just outside of my cosmic cabaret.
Tell me when the rain will go away.
And a boy cries out to his brother.
Don't follow me. don't follow me.
Don't follow me. no, don't follow me.
'cause i won't be where it's sunny and 73.
Ain't it funny how it seems?
My luck is like a weeping willow. it sways
But never seems to find a piece of shade.
And a boy cries out to his sister.
Don't follow me. don't follow me....
It's sunny and 73 degrees
But i know a storm is on the way.
Because it's me i can say.
Because it's me i can say.
No don't follow me....