| She was born in Chelsea with silver spoon in her mouth
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| She was young and rich
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| With a Mid-Atlantic pitch
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| A regular at the Soho House
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| Yeah that blue blooded babe
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| Made the top of the grade at finishing school
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| Most definitely the family crown jewel
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| Ask for me I was your everyday typical bicycle guide
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| I guess you might say this boy was even countrified
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| They popped right out of my head when I laid my eyes on her
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| Not knowing what kind of claptrap lay in my future
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| Lucky me
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| She came and went in a New York minute
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| Lucky me
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| It’s a beautiful world and I’m right back in it
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| The two best days in my life
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| One was finding her
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| The second one was losing her
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| Lucky me
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| Lucky, lucky, lucky me
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| So there I was a pauper in a beauty queen’s royal court
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| Somewhere twixt a motely fool and her favorite blood sport
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| Like a dog I was unawares of the poison in the meat
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| So I heaved, and I wretched, and I gagged
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| But I’m back on my feet
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| Yeah you might ask yourself why this guy’s on a roll
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| Well the simple answer is I found the lost dead to my soul
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| And now rain or shine
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| I feel just fine
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| I’m walking on air
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| I got my self respect
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| My heart in check
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| And she’s outta my hair
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| Lucky me
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| She came and went in a New York minute
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| Lucky me
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| It’s a beautiful world and I’m right back in it
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| The two best days in my life
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| One was finding her
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| The second one was losing her
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| Lucky me
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| Lucky, lucky, lucky me
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| Lucky me
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| Lucky, lucky, lucky me
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| Lucky, lucky, lucky me
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| Lucky, lucky, lucky me |