I should be your four leaf clover

That stays real close in line

Your purse or even your holster

Needs love from time to time



Stop looking over your shoulder

The Gods would send a sign

I should be your four leave clover

The kind that's hard to find



I think I'm going in the water again

And maybe this time I'll just float alone

Don't even worry about the rent for this month

Why don't we slowly work it off



I don't ever want to feel that again

Whatever you put in that party dust

Running your body square into the trees

Will reset anything your big heart desires



Air-conditioned relapse is over

It behooves those who have the time

To fall to the floor like a mortar

And thank their fucking lucky skies



Stop looking over your shoulder

The Gods would send a sign

I should be your four leave clover

The kind that's hard to find



I think I'm going in the water again

And maybe this time I'll just float alone

Don't even worry about the rent for this month

Why don't we slowly work it off



I don't ever want to feel that again

Whatever you put in that party dust

Running your body square into the trees

Will reset anything your big heart desires