Everyone's wearing jackets but me.
Everyone's holding parasols, whistling,
Everyone's wearing jackets but me,
I'm feeling melancholy.
Melancholy.

Everyone's got a bicycle but me. [bad word] down the avenue, like feathers on the sea.
Everyone's got a bicycle but me.
It's so unsettling. 
Unsettling.

But what is there to do, 
when you know that you've been a fool,
By the rainiest of summer?
Rainiest day of summer.

Just when you decide,
You wanna take a little step outside,
You get plummeted by the downpour,
On the rainiest day of summer.

Everyone's got the message but [bad word] boots, and high tops, and skirts below the knee.
Everyone's got the message but me.
So why am I still laughing?
Why am I still laughing?

'Cause it seems I've found the evidence,
That the weatherman lied.
But maybe there's a side of us,
That wants to be denied.

(Rainiest day, rainiest day, rainiest day of summer)

But what is there to do, 
when you know that you've been a fool
By the rainiest of summer?
Rainiest day of summer.

Just when you decide,
You wanna take a little step outside,
You get plummeted by the downpour,
On the rainiest day of summer.