| Two hands reach for twelve at midnight
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| Clouds of smoke fill up the room
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| All the boys snap to attention
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| When lady luck walks into the room
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| Shes got diamonds on her fingers
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| And she smells like fine perfume
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| Everyone drops what theyre doin
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| When lady luck walks into the room
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| I cant rub two dimes together
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| Im so broke that its a shame
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| Though were two birds of a feather
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| Lady luck dont even know my name
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| Bartender pour her a double
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| The band just played her favorite tune
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| And the partys just beginning
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| When lady luck walks into the room
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| I cant rub two dimes together
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| Im so broke that its a shame
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| Though were two birds of a feather
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| Lady luck dont even know my name
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| Bartender pour her a double
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| The band just played her favorite tune
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| And the partys just beginning
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| When lady luck walks into the room
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| When lady luck walks into the room
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| When lady luck walks into the room
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| Shes got a fourteen carat four-leaf clover
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| Shes got a mink rabbits foot
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| When lady luck walks into the room. |