colin hay - lucky bastard lyrics
the chook’s in the oven, the check’s in the bank
when i go to bed at night, i got my stars to thank
i can remember when the whole thing got started
it’s true what they say, i’m a lucky b-st-rd
when the rest are falling, i’m still on my feet
when they’re running from the kitchen, i’m sticking
with the heat
no matter how you slice it, i can cut the mustard
i was born that way, i’m a lucky b-st-rd
lucky yeah, lucky b-st-rd
lucky yeah, lucky b-st-rd
playing thru melbourne winters, cabs out in the rain
the driver is gentleman, he says he comes from spain
he half turns his head and says, gibson or stratocaster
i tell you boy you look to me like you’re some lucky
b-st-rd
lucky yeah, lucky b-st-rd
lucky yeah, lucky b-st-rd
danny got religion, harry’s in the clink
arthur’s on the program, after one too many drinks
you should of seen us in our prime, not to be outlasted
i’m a stayer, not a sprinter, just call me a lucky
b-st-rd
lucky yeah, lucky b-st-rd
i didn’t miss my calling, i walked the chosen path
led me right up to her door, i didn’t have to ask
she took off all her clothes, and with skin of
alabaster she said
look at me and tell me you’re not on lucky b-st-rd
lucky yeah, lucky b-st-rd
lucky yeah, lucky b-st-rd
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