On A Cross-Town Bus In The City i Spied A Lady All Dressed In Black high Heeled Shoes And Her Dress Cut Loose her Front Was Saggin' Out On The Rack i Believe, I Believe that The Lady's Gonna Bring Me Luck i Believe, I Believe that The Lady's Gonna Bring Me Luck Driver, Won't You Stop This Crazy Machine and Let My Feet Out And Touch The Ground got To Lay Me A Line On The Lady before She Walks Down The Street Too Far i Believe, I Believe that The Lady's Gonna Bring Me Luck i Believe, I Believe that The Lady's Gonna Bring Me Luck