Lyrics With a Little Bit of Luck - Shelly Manne

With a Little Bit of Luck

The Lord above gave man an arm of iron\nSo he could do his job and never shirk.\nThe Lord gave man an arm of iron-but\nWith a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,\nSomeone else’ll do the blinkin' work! The three\nWith a little bit… with a little bit…\nWith a little bit of luck you’ll never work!\nThe Lord above made liquor for temptation,\nTo see if man could turn away from sin.\nThe Lord above made liquor for temptation-but\nWith a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,\nWhen temptation comes you’ll give right in!\nWith a little bit… with a little bit…\nWith a little bit of luck you’ll give right in.\nOh, you can walk the straight and narrow;\nBut with a little bit of luck You’ll run amuck!\nThe gentle sex was made for man to marry,\nTo share his nest and see his food is cooked.\nThe gentle sex was made for man to marry-but\nWith a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,\nYou can have it all and not get hooked.\nWith a little bit… with a little bit…\nWith a little bit of luck you won’t get hooked.\nWith a little bit… with a little bit…\nWith a little bit of bloomin' luck! Alfred\nThe Lord above made man to help is neighbor,\nNo matter where, on land, or sea, or foam.\nThe Lord above made man to help his neighbor-but\nWith a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,\nWhen he comes around you won’t be home! Jim and Harry\nWith a little bit… with a little bit…\nWith a little bit of luck, You won’t be home.\nThey’re always throwin' goodness at you;\nBut with a little bit of luck A man can duck!\nOh, it’s a crime for man to go philandrin\nAnd fill his wife’s poor heart with grief and doubt.\nOh, it’s a crime for man to go philanderin'-but\nWith a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,\nYou can see the bloodhound don’t find out!\nWith a little bit… with a little bit…\nWith a little bit of luck she won’t find out!\nWith a little bit… with a little bit…\nWith a little bit of bloomin' luck!\nHe doesn’t have a tuppence in his pocket.\nThe poorest bloke you’ll ever hope to meet.\nHe doesn’t have a tuppence in his pocket-but\nWith a little bit of luck, With a little bit of luck,\nHe’ll be movin' up to easy street.\nWith a little bit… with a little bit…\nWith a little bit of luck, He’s movin' up.\nWith a little bit… with a little bit…\nWith a little bit of bloomin luck!