Lucky - Chuck Prophet

Well I’d like to get Lucky

Put yourself in my shoes

You’ll hear all about it

On the evening news

I have heard the siren’s call

And I’ve played schoolyard games

I’d like to get Lucky once

Then just watch me take the reins

Who’s gonna get Lucky

Who’s gonna get Lucky

I’d like to get Lucky

Get my fingers around his throat

So if you see Lucky

Tell him I asked if he can float

With fifty pounds of rusty chains

Wrapped around his leg

I’d like to see him cry

I’d like to hear him beg

Tell me who’s gonna get to Lucky

Tell me who’s gonna get to Lucky first

She used to love me only

Lucky staked her like a claim

Filled her mind with sugar plums

Even made her change her name

Now she’s working overtime

To keep him dressed in silk

Drinking up his poison lies

Like they was mother’s milk

Tell me who’s gonna get to Lucky

Tell me who’s gonna get to Lucky first