My old car gave up at the red light, screamin' ball of hellacious fire,
C'est la vie, adios;
So I hopped a bus with a bag of groceries, damn thing busted,
Green beans, snow peas down the aisle, look at 'er roll.
I threw everything in my overcoat,
tied the sleeves together and I give 'er a tote,
Come hell or high water I'm gettin' these groceries home--
Chorus: 'Cause I'm a lucky guy;
I got a woman that loves me,
I know I'm a lucky guy;
I got a woman that tells me so,
I'm a lucky guy;
I'm a lucky guy, yeah.
My boss said,
Lullaby (Live)
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