life until you've tasted how i live keep your fucking advice to yourself all that time you wasted preaching to the converted a lifetime of hard luck
born under the lucky star I'm a gambler love's the game I'm gonna get you no matter what it takes LADY LUCK You're a lipstick junkie LADY LUCK You made
bad luck oooh yeah to bad luck Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Bad luck Goodbye, good riddance to bad luck said goodbye, good riddance to bad luck Broken
: Shadows dance around me as I race alone I will never rest until she's in my arms So close and yet so far away... A simple kiss to bring her back, to
luck Yuh fi get up and a gun yuh waan... I dont give a damn I don't give a fuck a your bad luck (Hey mek di man dem have dem own problem!!!) Verse
calling out your Hollywood caught you west coast dreaming now C.A. is calling out your name Good luck California wave goodbye to those east coast eyes good luck
around to see She spoke with words of wisdom And this is what she said to me Lady luck C'mon give me what I want Pull me up Lady luck If I see you again
believe me? The world is going down the drain Somebody must be to blame Cause everybody's slowly going crazy And I wanna know who shot lady luck Tell me, who shot lady luck
your kiss 'cause I just can't miss With a good luck charm like you Come on and be my little good luck charm Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight I want a good luck
money Sweated blood to get us by, yeah Well I'm tired of it honey Think I'm gonna have to leave here for a while All you hear are hard luck stories And
through the day I write life down, and it's coherent when I speak Raise the hairs up off the back and the neck like a static cling, go I said if luck
dogs out? who's gonna clean up your mess? fuck you you fucking fuck you ain't got nothing bad, bad luck bad luck, bad luck bad luck, bad luck bad luck
L-Lady luck you save my life tonight L-L-Lady luck I owe you now L-L-Lady luck I'll be a better guy L-L-Lady I'll share your luck around L-L-Lady luck
growing right side of wrong. It's too late. You're too late. What happens in my question am I just splat out, splat out of luck? And you think you've
: [Was released as "Look Over Yonder" before] Look over yonder here come the blues The thirteenth of any time, powered by fools I can see 'em comin'
: uh, see, i really don't know what you're doin he got a kobe bryant jersey on, but look more like a light-skin patrick ewing i'm nice wit it when
: If you have the luck of the irish, You'd be sorry and wish you were dead You shold have the luck of the irish And you'd wish you was English instead
: If you had the luck of the Irish You'd be sorry and wish you were dead You should have the luck of the Irish And you'd wish you was English instead