Well, I was drunk the day my Momma got outta prison. And I went to pick her up in the rain.
But, before I could get there in my pickup truck, she got runned over by a ****ed old train...
So I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standin' in the rain. No,
You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even call me, I wonder why you don't call me. Why don't you ever call me by my name?
--- David Allen Coe didn't write it but he did a great job singin' it.
When you wish upon a falling star, your dreams can come true. Unless it's really a meteorite hurtling to the Earth which will destroy all life. Then you're pretty much hosed no matter what you wish for. Unless it's death by meteor.