He was hot-blooded rebel
He was aiming to please
He had more than a tattoo up his sleeve
Marylou, Peggy Sue, Suzy Q, Norma Jean
He was pretty as a picture on his motorbike
He never met a mirror that he didnt like
Sorry dude with your rude attitude, take a hike
Goodness,gracious, mercy me
Somebody tell me when I will be
CHORUS:
Lucky, lucky in love
Roll myself a seven when I throw the dice
I've been waiting for the king of hearts
Still I get the joker every time
When will I be, lucky in love
I met a sweet-talking guy from Paris,Tennesse
He bought me french fries at the Dairy Queen
He come on strong before too long
He was on bended knee
Now when I hear his footsteps up my block
I hear the tick of his biological clock
Sorry hon, gotta run, it's been fun, still in shock
Goodness, gracious, mercy me
Somebody tell me when will I be
Lucky, lucky in love
Roll myself a seven when I throw the dice
I've been waiting for the king of hearts
Still I get the joker every time
When will I be, Oh when will I be
Oh yeah, when will I be
Lucky in love