Well I woke up this morning stumbled out of my rack I opened up the paper to the page in the back It only took a minute for my finger to find My daily dose of destiny, under my sign My eyes just about popped out of my head It said "the stars are stacked against you girl, get back in bed"
I feel lucky, I feel lucky, yeah No Professor Doom gonna stand in my way Mmmmm, I feel lucky today
Well I strolled down to the corner, gave my numbers to the clerk The pot's eleven million so I called in sick to work I bought a pack of Camels, a burrito and a Barq's Crossed against the light, made a beeline for the park The sky began to thunder, wind began to moan I heard a voice above me saying, "girl, you better get back home"
But I feel lucky, oh oh oh, I feel lucky, yeah No tropical depression gonna steal my sun away Mmmmm, I feel lucky today
Now eleven million later, I was sitting at the bar I'd bought the house a double, and the waitress a new car Dwight Yoakam's in the corner, trying to catch my eye Lyle Lovett's right beside me with his hand upon my thigh The moral of this story, it's simple but it's true Hey the stars might lie, but the numbers never do
I feel lucky, oh oh oh, I feel lucky, yeah Hey Dwight, hey Lyle, boys, you don't have to fight Hot dog, I'm feeling lucky tonight
I feel lucky, brrrrr, I feel lucky, yeah Think I'll flip a coin, I'm a winner either way Mmmmmm, I feel lucky todayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
