Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lucky Too , by - Bob Neuwirth. Release date: 31.12.2011
Record label: New West
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lucky Too , by - Bob Neuwirth. Lucky Too |
| It was Christmas in Las Vegas, when the locals take the town |
| Theresa hit a streak and laid her waitress' apron down |
| She’d been playin' penny poker over at the ol' Gold Spike |
| She won at Texas Hold’em, and again at Let It Ride |
| Over on Fremont Street, six bits won her a car |
| So she rode it up the Strip where the flashy hotels are |
| First she hit a royal -- not a dirty one this time |
| Then she drew four deuces -- and then five wilds |
| Hundred dollar «Homerun» -- three coin «Red, White and Blue» |
| «Double Jackpots» -- «Double Diamonds» -- (both progressives, too) |
| Five buck «Black and Gold», five times in a row |
| «Blazing Sevens» seven times, so the story goes |
| She even hit «Big Bertha» -- five grand for just one coin |
| She placed it on a parlay -- took the Cowboys and the points |
| She had the 'Niners and the «over» -- the «under» and the Jets |
| She took the whole college schedule and she won every bet |
| She picked the six in Powerball -- she called the Super Bowl |
| She even had the Triple Crown — win, place, and show |
| At baccarat and blackjack, she could not seem to lose |
| At French roulette she pressed her bet, four times on 32 |
| She held the dice forever -- at least it seemed that way |
| She won a million dollars and then she walked away |
| It was Christmas in Las Vegas, when the locals take the town |
| Theresa hit a streak and laid her waitress' apron down |
| In her room after New Years at the Thunderbird Hotel |
| On the back of a winning keno card they found this living will |
| My friends get all my money -- may they always have enough |
| To my enemies I leave my luck -- only maybe not quite so tough |
| The dealers get my «bones» -- may they keep 'em on a roll |
| The Devil’s had my body, now may the Good Lord take my soul |
| So do not try to find me, for I will not be found |
| I’m gonna keep this stake alive -- I’m headed out of town |
| It was Christmas time in Vegas, when the locals take the town |
| Theresa hit that streak, and laid her waitress' apron down |