He was a hot-blooded rebel, he was aiming to please He had more than a tattoo up his sleeve Marylou, peggy sue, suzy q, norma jean
He was pretty as a picture on his motorbike He never met a mirror that he didn't like Sorry dude, with your rude attitude, take a hike
Goodness, gracious, mercy me Somebody tell me when will I be
Lucky, lucky in love Roll myself a seven when I throw the dice I've been waiting for the king of hearts Still I get the joker every time When will I be, lucky in love
I met a sweet-talking guy from paris, tennessee He bought me french fries at the dairy queen He came on strong, before too long He was on bended knee
Now when I hear his footsteps up my block I hear the tick of his biological clock Sorry hon', gotta run, it's been fun, still in shock
Goodness gracious, mercy me Somebody tell me when will I be
Lucky, lucky in love Roll myself a seven when I throw the dice I've been waiting for the king of hearts Still I get the joker every time When will I be, lucky in love
Goodness gracious, mercy me Somebody tell me when will I be
Lucky, lucky in love Roll myself a seven when I throw the dice I've been waiting for the king of hearts Still I get the joker every time When will I be Oh when will I be Oh yeah, when will I be Lucky in love
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