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Hey, did I see you at the sizzler last night?
I never heard of them. Do you have change for a dollar?
No, but I'll bet that dress is real expensive.
Its too cold, and I can't stand salty stuff.
Let me get that for ya baby.
You should speak to my room-mate. 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
Sweet.
He's gonna steal himself a cop car, cheap ass blow, and a bite
To eat.
"I'm gonna score me a b.p. 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 I got two things on my mind.
First one's nothing, second's woman kind!
Introduce me to the fox with goldie locks, 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 4am 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 blink he's a lucky man...
Disco! Disco-mystic!
I never heard of them. Do you have change for a dollar?
No, but I'll bet that dress is real expensive.
Its too cold, and I can't stand salty stuff.
Let me get that for ya baby.
You should speak to my room-mate. 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
Sweet.
He's gonna steal himself a cop car, cheap ass blow, and a bite
To eat.
"I'm gonna score me a b.p. 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 I got two things on my mind.
First one's nothing, second's woman kind!
Introduce me to the fox with goldie locks, 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 4am 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 blink he's a lucky man...
Disco! Disco-mystic!
Lyrics submitted by fractured_sanity
Mr. Lucky Lyrics as written by Paul G. Barker Christopher Connelly
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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my username is based on this song, as is a tattoo on my left arm (winking smiley face). I think the lyrics are pretty straight forward. It is about that guy we all know. The guy that goes out to the clubs, looking flashy, but actually doesn't have a dime to his name. No girls are safe from his sleeziness. Not the young ones, not the 4am beauty queens, not even the tv's.
Now, given that I have just described the guy as sleezy, you are probably wondering why I have a tattoo of winking smiley face with the words Mr Lucky around it. Well, 2 reasons: First, I like the character in the song. I always saw him as being sort of a harmless guy just trying to have fun. He has to "pimp his intellect" in order to get away with it. In other words, he knows what he is doing is classless, but he is going to put that knowledge on the shelf for a night. Or maybe I'm just glorifying the character.
The other reason is this: you know when you're kid and you get new bike, or beat your friend at video game or something, your friends would say "you are sooo lucky!"? Well, as long as I can remember, and long before I heard this song, I would always respond with "I'm Mr. Lucky!" Eventually, anytime something good happened to me, my friends started saying "you are Mr Lucky!"
The bottom line is that this song puts me in a good mood.
PS--Mr Lucky was also the nickname I gave to my little soldier. Come on guys! Fess up! We all have one!