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Sangtekst: Meredith Brooks. Bad Bad One. Lucky Day.

I'm gonna spin some lies of my own
'Cause your truth has got me reelin'
You always think of things that go wrong
But it's only faith you're stealin'

I tried to slip out the back
But you showed up
To give me one more chance

You're the star of your show
And all you touch turns to gold
I hear you say it's my lucky day

No one's taking your place
You tell me right to my face
Yeah, you say it's my lucky day

I want to waste some time on my own
?Cause I feel I'm suffocating
I'm getting lost on 2nd and Vine

Yeah, I feel I've finally made it
I hear the screaming on the street
And you got everyone listening

You're the star of your show
And all you touch turns to gold
I hear you say it's my lucky day

No one's taking your place
You tell me right to my face
Yeah, you say it's my lucky day

Sometimes you just got to let luck run out
And live with out the plan
We all know the world is gonna win in the end

You're the star of your show
And all you touch turns to gold
I hear you say it's my lucky day

No one's taking your place
You tell me right to my face
Yeah, you say it's my lucky day