"Every Drop of Rain" as written by and Norman Cook David Byrne....
I was just a young girl
A girl with curly hair
Your mother called me family
I became quite close to her

I handled all the money
Washed the clothes and made the meals
In the night she'd wake up screaming
So you children slept with me

[Chorus]
They called us garage people
Where we lived there, you and me
When you're poor, it's like you're naked
And every drop of rain you feel

When it rained, we slept on boxes
There was water all around
But the people in the big house
Never bothered to find out

No clothes, no bed, no jewelry
Sometimes I had no shoes
A typhoon came, the house collapsed
And the neighbors passed us food

[Chorus]

Every little tiny drop of rain you feel
Every drop of rain
Every little tiny drop of rain you feel
Every drop of rain

I handled all finances
I myself was never paid
My teachers paid a visit
I felt, felt so ashamed

But I had kept my dignity
Some things cannot be killed
I smiled and kept my head up
All the wild days I was still

[Chorus]

Every little tiny drop of rain you feel
Every drop of rain
Every little tiny drop of rain you feel
Every drop of rain

Every little tiny drop
Every little tiny drop
Every drop of rain


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"Every Drop Of Rain" as written by Norman Cook David Byrne

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