If i don't get lucky soon
I'm gonna turn into a goon
I'm gonna look like a cartoon
I'm gonna have to sell the moon
Its not my lucky night
But i'm putting up a fight
You know i'll never win
Tonight my lucks not in
I know you want me to remember
From January to December
My luck is like a dying ember
In the night
Its not right
I know you want me to remember
From January to December
My luck is like a dying ember
In the fire
Its barbed wire