I Won't Feel Lucky ('Til I get lucky with you) Songtext

von Bob Franke

I've been finding change in telephones and rental cars,
And old friends by sheer coincidence in tourist bars,
It's been a sweet trip so far from a business point of view,
But I won't feel lucky 'til I get lucky with you.
You know, they're preachin' my religion down in LA,
I gave 'em hell in San Diego and the East Bay,
It's gone as easy as a person could expect it to,
But I won't feel lucky 'til I get lucky with you.
I would trade you all the honey in this honeycomb
For a pair of ruby slippers that would take me home.
And though my dance card filled right up with some amazing blondes,
I've been safe in my maturity as savings bonds.
There've been a million tickets printed, babe, but only one will do,
And I won't feel lucky 'til I get lucky with you.