Lucky ain't the captain of the football team Lucy's not in contention for homecoming queen Ain't no mistakin' them for Marilyn or James Dean Lucky got a Camero when he turned sixteen He picks up Lucy every night, she lives on Bailey Street yeah Somehow they beat the system and they got away clean
Yeah Lucy got Lucky Don't you worry about Lucy, man, she's doin' alright Everyone's a winner, now ain't they cool Lucy got Lucky but Lucky got lucky too
They don't worry about the future, no, they don't worry about the past They've got Cupid riding shotgun and a full tank of gas They ain't concerned about climbin' to no higher class So another Molly Ringwald, well she finds her Judd As four southern members of the Breakfast Club, Here's hopin' we all find that kind of love
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Lucy got Lucky Don't you worry about Lucy, man She's doin' alrightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
