Well I woke up this morning
Stumble out of my rack
I opened up the paper
To the page at the back
It only took a minute
For my finger to find
My daily dose of destiny
Under my sigh
My eyes just about pop
Out of my head
Said stars stacked are against you
Girl get back in bed
I feel lucky I feel lucky yeah
No professor doom
Gonna stand in my way
Hmm I feel luck today
Well I strolled down to the corner
Gave my numbers to the clerk
The pot is eleven million
So I called in sick to work
I bought a pack of carmel
A burritos and a box
Crossed against the line
Made a bline for the park
The sky began to thunder
Wind began to moan
I heard a voice above me saying
Girl you better get back home
but I feel lucky I feel lucky
No tropical depression
Gonna steal my sun away
Hmm I feel lucky today
Now eleven million later
I was sitting at the bar
I bought the house a double
And the waitress a new car
Dwight Yokan in the corner
Trying to catch my eye
Lyly Luwiz right beside me
Lean his hand upon my thigh
Oh Lord love the story
It's simple but it's true
The stars might lie
But the numbers never do
I feel lucky I feel lucky
Hey Dwight hey Lyle
Boys you don't have to fight
Hot dog I feel lucky tonight
I feel lucky I feel lucky yeah
Think I flip a coin
I am a winner either way
Hmm I feel lucky today