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Hey, didn't I see you at the sizzler last night? I never heard of them, did you have change for a dollar? No, but that dress is real expensive It's too cold and I can't stand salty stuff Let me get that for ya, baby You should speak to my roommate, she owns two of them Ever seen one of these before? You're shorter than me! You're shorter than me
Mr. Lucky just hit the street And he's lookin' for something cheap He's gonna steal himself a cop car Cheap-ass blow and a bite to eat I'm gonna score me a BP vest Pimp my intellect and burn the rest Cut a few scars in the life story bar Get a big load off my chest
Don't you know that I only got two things on my mind First one's nothing, second's womankind Introduce me to the fox with Goldilocks And mama bear's behind A black cat's crossed your path Valentino and psychopath Claw me in the light of the stars tonight Drown me in your bath
With her back against the record machine She's a 4 am beauty queen If I throw a six, she's mine tonight Undressed and seventeen Wait a minute, who's that lucky guy? He's got the devil in his eye Rings on his fingers and an empty glass And a queen with a big surprise
Mr. Lucky just hit the deck With the liquor in full effect Lend me an ear and a shot and a beer And I'll pay with a third-party check Hey, what's the matter with you, man? You gonna burn me, catch as catch can Throw him a bone and he'll leave you alone Don't think he's a lucky man
Disco, disco mystic
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