| Lyrics: | Lotsa Luck
When you're driving through the desert, and your car runs out of
gas,
Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck.
When you try to stop some strangers they will holler as
they pass,
Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck.
So you walk eight miles, and all uphill, to call
the Auto Club,
And the whole thing's nip and tuck.
'Cause they'll ask you for your number,
and your number's in your wallet,
and your wallet's in your car, so lotsa
luck.
When your television set breaks down and needs repairin' bad,
Lotsa luck, pal,
lotsa luck.
You look through the Yellow Pages for an honest-looking ad.
Lotsa luck, pal,
lotsa luck.
Then the fellow comes, and says your set must go into the shop,
And he takes
it in his truck.
Four months later when he brings it back, it's someone else's set,
besides he drops it down the steps, so lotsa luck.
Some people think a horseshoe's gonna
bring them lots of luck.
A horseshoe is a luck charm, of course.
But for every set of
horseshoes human beings use for luck,
Somewhere in this world's a barefoot horse. (a barefoot
horse)
When you buy a tape recorder of the automatic kind,
Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa
luck.
If it's simplified for folks who aren't mechanically inclined,
Lotsa luck, pal,
lotsa luck.
There's a small instruction booklet that's one hundred pages long,
And on page
one you get stuck.
It says, if unsatisfactory you must bring this to the factory,
and
the factory's in Japan, so Rotsa Ruck |
