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