Lottery - Michelle Creber

Raise the stakes, play for fame

Risk your loves, with no shame

Bet for the stage, aim for the stars, roll for the spotlight

Gamble the praise, carvin' your name over the top slots

Second is low, second is so far from number one

But when the lottery isn’t dreamy like it seems

Don’t come runnin' to me

Don’t, don’t come runnin' to me, to me, to me, to me

Starving skin, greedy bones

Nothing’s good, good enough

Bet for the stage, aim for the stars, roll for the spotlight

Gamble the praise, carvin' your name over the top slots

Second is low, second is so far from number one

But when the lottery isn’t dreamy like it seems

Don’t come runnin' to me

Don’t, don’t come runnin' to me, to me, to me, to me

Raise the stakes (best of luck to ya)

Play for fame (best of luck to ya)

Risk your love, love, loves (best of luck to ya, best of luck to ya)

With no shame (best of luck to ya, best of luck to ya)

Nothing’s ever good enough

Bet for the stage, aim for the stars, roll for the spotlight

Gamble the praise, carvin' your name over the top slots

Second is low, second is so far from number one

But when the lottery isn’t dreamy like it seems

When the lottery isn’t dreamy like it seems

Don’t come runnin' to me