I Should Be So Lucky

[couchgrouch]

I Should Be So LuckyPopped the hood of his red Trans Am,with torn overalls and greasy handsI poured in half a quart of Pennzoilthat guy brings it in ev'ry month,tips me fifty to tune it upfill the tires, check the wires and the coilI pictured the used Ford that I just boughtslammed the hood on his Trans and thoughtI should be so luckyto live like thatman, if there's a good lifethat's where it's atmister, he's got it made in the shadesometimes I think if I could tradethen I wish that were mecos I should beI should be so luckyhe picked it up around five,was taking some blonde for a driveher name was on the tip of his tongueI thought of crazy things I did,before the marriage and my kidsyeah, I really swung when I was younghe said ev'ry night he parties past twelveI took his fifty and said to myselfI should be so luckyto live like thatman, if there's a good lifethat's where it's atmister, he's got it made in the shadesometimes I think if I could tradethen I wish that were mecos I should beI should be so luckybut I learned to be thankfulfor my home and my lifehe asked what I was doin' that nightI was headed home to my boys and wifethen with a hint of regretthat playboy looked at me and said,"I should be so luckyto live like thatman, if there's a good lifethat's where it's atmister, you've got it made in the shadesometimes I think if I could tradethen I wish that were mecos I should beI should be so lucky"(c)2005 Robert George