When you're driving through the desert, and your car runs out of
gas,
Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck.
When you try to stop some strangers they
will holler as they pass,
Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck.
So you walk eight
miles, and all uphill, to call the Auto Club,
And the whole thing's nip and
tuck.
'Cause they'll ask you for your number, and your number's in your
wallet, and your wallet's in your car, so lotsa luck.
When your television set breaks down and needs repairin' bad,
Lotsa luck,
pal, lotsa luck.
You look through the Yellow Pages for an honest-looking
ad.
Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck.
Then the fellow comes, and says your set
must go into the shop,
And he takes it in his truck.
Four months later
when he brings it back, it's someone else's set, besides he drops it down the
steps, so lotsa luck.
Some people think a horseshoe's gonna bring them lots of luck.
A horseshoe
is a luck charm, of course.
But for every set of horseshoes human beings use
for luck,
Somewhere in this world's a barefoot horse. (a barefoot horse)
When you buy a tape recorder of the automatic kind,
Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa
luck.
If it's simplified for folks who aren't mechanically inclined,
Lotsa
luck, pal, lotsa luck.
There's a small instruction booklet that's one hundred
pages long,
And on page one you get stuck.
It says, if unsatisfactory you
must bring this to the factory, and the factory's in Japan, so Rotsa Ruck!
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