The chook's in the oven, the check's in the bank
When I go to bed at night, I got my stars to thank
I can remember when the whole thing got started
It's true what they say, I'm a lucky *******

When all the rest are falling, I'm still on my feet
When they're running from the kitchen, I'm sticking with the heat
No matter how you slice it, I can cut the mustard
I was born that way, I'm a lucky *******

Lucky, yeah, lucky *******
Lucky, yeah, lucky *******

Playing through Melbourne winters, cabs out in the rain
The driver is a gentleman, he says he comes from Spain
He half turns his head and says, Gibson or Stratocaster
I tell you, boy, you look to me like you're some lucky *******

Lucky, yeah, lucky *******
Lucky, yeah, lucky *******

Danny got religion, Harry's in the clink
Arthur's on the program after one too many drinks
You should have seen us in our prime, not to be outlasted
I'm a stayer, not a sprinter, just call me a lucky *******

Lucky, yeah, lucky *******

I didn't miss my calling, I walked the chosen path
Led me right up to her door, I didn't have to ask
She took off all her clothes and with skin of alabaster
She said, look at me and tell me you're not one lucky *******

Lucky, yeah, lucky *******
Lucky, yeah, lucky *******