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Jack Good's Six-Five Special! Versus Jack Good's Oh Boy! (Jack Good) · Lucky (Nada Surf) · Lucky [Bonus CD] (Nada Surf) · Lucky That Way (Joe Walsh) · That Lucky Old Sun (Louis Armstrong) · Beneath Some Lucky Star (Bill Staines) · Looking for Lucky (Hootie & the Blowfish) · Golden Classics: Lucky 13 (Gene Vincent) · Mr. Happy Go Lucky [Bonus Track] (John Mellencamp) · Lucky Me: A Golden Classics Edition (The Moments) – and 90 other albums »


You're the lucky one so I've been told 
As free as the wind blowing down the road 
Loved by many, hated by none 
I'd say you were lucky 'cause
I'm not dead
You're tired in bed
But a Jack of all trades, there's stuff that gets made
Wait for your lucky day

See my trade and now it's gone
Brings
all right by me
Well I'd stake my claim but my mule got lame
How lucky can a poor boy be
Don't you know that some bum
Stole my pig pet
Don't ask me
I got a friend named Ramblin’ Jack
He’s got a face like a tumbled down shack
That’s been lived in too long to be torn down
He’s high on life
happen, 
And when my lucky star begins to shine, 
With one luck break I'll make Linda

I'll make Linda mine! 

Words and Music by Jack Lawrence, 1947
hole game
If I'm lucky yeah I might get laid
The way that it's going, that keg gon' be floating

All I wanna do today is wear my favorite shades and get
hole game
If I'm lucky yeah I might get laid
The way that it's going, that keg gon' be floating

All I wanna do today is wear my favorite shades and get
Here today and gone by morning
Your ice cream cone is melting fast

Maybe Monday, maybe someday
Your lucky star won¹t fly on past 
 
[Chorus]
game
If I'm lucky yeah I might get laid
The way that it's going, the keg gon' be floating

All I wanna do today is wear my favorite shades and get stoned
Here today and gone by morning
Your ice cream cone is melting fast
Maybe Monday, maybe someday
Your lucky star won't fly on past 

Turn around
But not near as good

As flyin' down a back road
With some buddies from back home
A splash of Jack in my Coke
Catchin' bream on a Zebco
Spottin' deer in
like some Shredded Mini Wheats
I'm makin my escape
Sneakin out the back
Fuck I'm being spotted by some fag name Apple Jacks
I put it on his ass so he
Slipping right by the bitch door man
It's time to start seeing things going my way
Sipping on some Jack and a bottle of Grey
Can I be the one with
always late for the bus
Just once can I be on time
Then I start to think what’s the rush
Who wants to be on time
Feeling unlucky and if I ever got lucky it
blind?

I'm about the luckiest man in the world
To have a girl like you, I'm told by Fritz and Peter
Your lips would not be sweeter

Oh, you must be
blind?

I'm about the luckiest man in the world
To have a girl like you, I'm told by Fritz and Peter
Your lips would not be sweeter

Oh, you must be
and carried by the lovely trades. 
From the lucky Jack of Diamonds to the deadly Ace of Spades. 

And you need it in the middle, when the needles in the red,
with no clothes 
On the beach, by the ocean in Cozumel

[Chorus]

"So Jack you gotta tell me"
"What are you talkin' about?"
"When they're
know it's not that pleasant

And, hey, Jim Kerouac
Brother of the famous Jack
Or so he likes to say, "lucky bastard"
He's sitting on the cafe Zinho
To devotion cadles blinking at the darkness

Here's to the king of fools uchred by the Jack of Hearts
Here's to all the rolling bones
Here's to all
When Jack Frost came for Christmas
With a brass monkey date
The rail-king and the scarecrow
Hopped a Florida freight
And they blew on their paper
Written by Tommy Shaw, Jack Blades, Ted Nugent

Ooooh ya got busted
On a midnight ride
And now ya want justice
Well, just step inside

He's gonna
fake sucker
You slipped your slack, you cock me and you're wack
While I'm reading "On The Road" by my man Jack Kerouac
Poetry in motion, coconut lotion
Twenty dollars out of mumma's purse bought us a tank of gas
And a pack of tobacco when we were just teenage kids
Me and Jack and Danny we'd go
Lucky Lefty, gangster effortlessly
Papa was a rolling stone it's in my an-ces-try
I'm in a whole 'nother league, niggas never catch me
And I sport fly