"Lucky Lady" lyrics

"Lucky Lady"

I knew a boy who got away with murder
The kind of boy who didn't seem to mind
Playing with the five-0, baby go go
What's wrong with a good time

Kept a lot of shadows on the ceiling
Kept a lot of bones behind the wall
Twenty second Casanova feeling
So who's in a rush after all

Oh, I'm a lucky lady
Don't try to find me
Don't try to find me
Oh, I'm lucky lady
Don't try to tell me
You don't need to tell me

He said it's me who made him do things
Why can't a girl just have some fun
I don't know if I'm blushing or I'm bruising
I swear that he's the one

Oh, I'm a lucky lady
Don't try to find me
Don't try to find me
Oh, I'm lucky lady
Don't try to tell me
You don't need to tell me

Love me love me love me not
Never let you go
I ain't scared I don't wanna go home
Love me love me love me not
I don't wanna know
I ain't scared I don't wanna go home

Chase me baby I could chase you
Who knows what a girl's gonna do
Blame me baby I could blame you
Who knows what a girl is gonna do

Oh, I'm a lucky lady
Don't try to find me
Don't try to find me

Oh, I'm a lucky lady
Oh, I'm a lucky lady
Chase me baby I could chase you
Chase me baby I could chase you
Blame me baby I could blame you
Who knows what a girl is gonna do


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