from the songs album Words
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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