Lucky Me - Joe Brown, Henry Gross

The waitress asks me if I’m famous

I say no, but I’m hungry

She says the eggs are cold, the toast is burnt

The bacon’s mostly fat and I say

Lucky me, I like it like that

Nowhere to stay I ring a doorbell

The landlord looks me up and down and says

The walls are thin, the rooms are cramped

There’s no place to hang your hat, and I say

Lucky me, I like it like that

'Cause every day I play it straight

I never tempt the hand of fate

In a world of give and take

I take what’s given

I find a gypsy fortune teller

In a run down shack across the tracks

She says money isn’t in the cards

Hard work’ll break your back, and I say

Lucky me, I like it like that

Standing at the gates of heaven

Saint Peter smiles at me and says

The food is great, the hotel’s grand

Your bags have been unpacked, and I say

Lucky me, I like it like that

Lucky me, I like it like that