Lyrics:

(D. Cooper)
My old car gave up at the red light, screamin' ball of hellacious fire
C'est la vie, adios;
So I hopped a bus with a bag of groceries, damn thing busted
Green beans, snow peas down the aisle, look at 'er roll
I threw everything in my overcoat
Tied the sleeves together and I give 'er a tote
Come hell or high water I'm gettin' these groceries home--
Chorus: 'Cause I'm a lucky guy;
I got a woman that loves me
I know I'm a lucky guy;
I got a woman that tells me so
I'm a lucky guy;
I'm a lucky guy, yeah
My boss said, 'I sure hate to lose you
But don't you know it's the age of computers--
You ever thought much about maintenance work?'
The IRS sent me a love letter
They're selling my home to the highest bidder
I tell you what boys, you can keep my shirt
'Cause I ain't smart and I ain't clever
But I'm lucky in love, I hope I don't lose her
Bad as things are, things could always get worse--
Chorus:
All my friends want to know
What the hell am I so happy about?
Why do I glow?
They just can't figure me out
I may get low
But nothin's gonna keep me down--

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