If i don't get lucky soon I'm gonna turn into a goon I'm gonna look like a cartoon I'm gonna have to sell the moon Its not my lucky night But i'm putting up a fight You know i'll never win Tonight my lucks not in I know you want me to remember From January to December My luck is like a dying ember In the night Its not right I know you want me to remember From January to December My luck is like a dying ember In the fire Its barbed wire