Lyrics:

Dry your eyes, pretty girl
I just got news from the outside world
I don't know how they got our names
But yesterday this letter came

Mr. and Mrs. Permanent Dweller
Your lucky number is
You may already be a winner

Well, I've suspected this for years
Still in all, it's nice to hear
They're pulling for us in the post
To you, my dear, I raise this toast

The house of our dreams, an El Dorado
A ten-speed blender, you
You may already be a winner

Well, I've never counted my chickens
Before they're hatched
And I know there is always a catch
But I've felt from the start
That our hearts were the perfect match

I know you're tired of the same old dress
I know the car's been repossessed
I know this house is just a shack
But there's this love we can't hold back

Would you like a beer with your TV dinner?
Oh, my darling, you
You may already be a winner

You may already be a winner
Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah