You know I really don’t like your odds
Someone’s always the worst person in the room
Just ‘cause they forgot
It doesn’t mean I’m gonna let it go
Sentimental in the mornings
Ruthless after nightfall
And I believe you’re a contender
Of getting caught under my spell
To roll the dice is to surrender
It’s just a way of giving in
If you believe in luck
If you believe in luck
If you believe in luck
You know, I see some aces
In every one of your black sleeves
And If I can read ya’, They can read ya’
You can fool the flock but not the preachers
There’s only six ways this goes down
You learn to loose or, well, you drown
You can try your tricks again
Or wait for someone to say “when”
And I believe you’re a contender
Of getting caught under my spell
To roll the dice is to surrender
It’s just a way of giving in
If you believe in luck
If you believe in luck
If you believe in luck
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