Bob: Pit pitter pat Pit pitter pat Pit pitter pat Pit pitter pat I love when it rains It's thrilling When it's spilling And just filling The drains When dear Mother Nature's showers Fall from space Well every lazy daisy Stops To wash It's face! That Pit patter That Pit patter Is so welcome You know Those hours When it showers It helps the flowers Grow I'm not one of those Who sits around And complains I love it I just love When it rains Oscar: Hey Bob? I like when it rains too! Bob: Really Oscar? Oscar: Pit Pitter pat Pit Pitter pat I like when it pours! Winds whipping And hats ripping And folks slipping Outdoors Love to muddle Thru a puddle Skip And run Bob: Oh Oscar! Oscar: In a trash can Or an ash can Life is fun Bob: That pit patter That pit patter Will cause flowers to bud Oscar: But mainly And quite plainly It makes a lot of mud! (snickers) Bob: I'm not one of those Who sits around And complains Oscar (at the same time): Even though I Easily complain Bob: I love it Oscar: I just love.. Both: When it raaaains! Oscar: I hope it never stops! Bob: So do I Oscar Oscar: We agree? Bob: Of course we do! Oscar: Oh egad uhhhhhhhhh!