Mr. Lucky Lyrics

Hey, didn't I see you at the sizzler last night?

I never heard of them, do you have change for a dollar?

No but that dress is real expensive

It's too cold and I can't stand salty stuff

Let me get that for ya, baby

You should speak to my room-mate, she owns two of them

Ever seen one of these before?

You're shorter than me, you're shorter than me

Mr. Lucky, just hit the street

And he's lookin' for something cheap

He's gonna steal himself a cop car

Cheap ass blow and a bite to eat

I'm gonna score me a BP vest

Pimp my intellect and burn the rest

Cut a few scars in the life story bar

Get a big load off my chest

I only got two things on my mind

First one's nothing, second's woman kind

Introduce me to the fox with Goldilocks

And mama bear's behind

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Valentino and psychopath

Claw me in the light of the stars tonight

Drown me in your bath

With her back against the record machine

She's a 4 a.m. beauty queen

If I throw a six she's mine tonight

Undressed and seventeen

Wait a minute who's that lucky guy?

He's got the devil in his eye

Rings on his fingers and an empty glass

And a queen with a big surprise

Mr. Lucky just hit the deck

With the liquor in full effect

Lend me an ear and a shot and a beer

And I'll pay with a third-party check

Hey, what's the matter with you, man?

You gonna burn me catch as catch can

Throw him a bone and he'll leave you alone

Don't think he's a lucky man

Disco, disco mystic