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When It Rains It Pours (不鸣则已一鸣惊人) - Luke Combs (卢克·库姆斯)
Written by：Luke Combs/Ray Fulcher/Jordan Walker
Sunday morning man
She woke up fightin' man

Bitchin' and moanin' on and on
'Bout the time I had

And by Tuesday you could say
That girl was good as gone

Then when Thursday came around I was all alone

So I went for a drive to clear my mind
Ended up at a shell on I-65

Then I won a hundred bucks on a scratch off ticket
I bought two 12-packs and a tank of gas with it
She swore they were a waste of time
Oh but she was wrong

I was caller number five on a radio station
Won a four day 3 night beach vacation
Deep sea seniorita fishing down in Panama

And I ain't gotta see my
Ex-future-mother-in-law anymore

Oh Lord when it rains it pours

Now she was sure real quick to up and apologize

When she heard about my newfound luck
On that FM dial

And it's crazy how lately now
It just seems to come in waves

What I thought was gonna be the death of me
Was my saving grace

It's got me thinking that her leaving
Is the only logical reason
That I got the last spot in the hooters' parking lot
And the waitress left her number on my check with a heart
She picked up on the first ring when I gave her a call

And I only spent five bucks at the moose club raffle
Won a used 4 wheeler and three free passes
For me and two of my buddies to play a round of golf

And I ain't gotta see my
Ex-future-mother-in-law anymore

Oh Lord when it rains it pours
When it rains it pours

I've been on one hell of a redneck roll
For three weeks now

And it all started on the day that she walked out

Then I won a hundred bucks on a scratch off ticket
Bought two 12 packs and a tank of gas with it
She swore they were a waste of time
Oh but she was wrong

And I was caller number five on a radio station
Won a four day 3 night beach vacation
Deep sea seniorita fishing down in Panama

And I ain't gotta see my
Ex-future-mother-in-law anymore

Oh Lord when it rains it pours

When it rains it pours