Ratpack - Luck Be a Lady Lyrics
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Luck Be a Lady
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What Are The Lyrics For Luck Be a Lady By Ratpack?
They call you lady luck
But there is room for doubt At times you have a very unladylike way Of running out You're on this date with me The pickin's have been lush And yet before the evening is over You might give me the brush You might forget your manners You might refuse to stay And so the best that I can do is pray Luck be a lady tonight Luck be a lady tonight Luck if you've ever been a lady to begin with Luck be a lady tonight Luck let a gentleman see Just how nice a dame you can be I know the way you've treated other guys you've been with How about you being a lady with me A lady doesn't leave her escort It isn't fair, it isn't nice A lady doesn't wander all over the room And then blow on another pair of dice Why don't we keep this party polite Never move out of my sight Stick with me baby, I'm the guy that you came in with Luck be a lady tonight Luck let a gentleman see Just how nice a lovely dame you can be I know the way you've treated other guys you've been with But luck be a lady with me A lady doesn't leave her escort It isn't fair and it's not nice A lady doesn't wander all over the room And then blow on another guy's dice How about we keep this party polite Never move out of my sight Stick with me baby, I'm the guy that you came in with Luck be a lady Luck be a lady Luck be a lady tonight Tonight |
Who Wrote Luck Be a Lady By Ratpack?
Frank Loesser
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