A day starts of with a penny in the street.
Not too far away from where mountains meet,
A little of your fortune lies.
You walk the street with a lift in your step.
You lucky dude, go and take them.
Suddenly your life has changed.
You are with the big boys, doing what they do.
Playing with your luck.
Playing with your luck.
You lucky dude.
Taking time to think, you are off as the leading man.
They all still want to be you.
What does wash with, them ask.
Champion of the human race.
You stand out as you walk.
You lucky dude, what do you do.
Suddenly your life has changed.
You are with the big boys, doing what they do.
Playing with your luck.
Playing with your luck.
You lucky dude.
I have taken the world and won.
Not a sound stop my force.
I have seen wonder of all kinds standing in one place.
Not a sound bothered me, as I looked.
And that was all luck,
Never by myself.
Suddenly your life has changed.
You are with the big boys, doing what they do.
Playing with your luck.
Playing with your luck.
You lucky dude.
Lucky dude.
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STRUCK BY LUCK
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