Call Me Lucky

One on the right, one on the left
 One is a blonde, one's a brunette
 If you don't know my name
 I'll bet that you can guess
 They call me lucky
 Now I go through life without a care
 I ain't got a plan, I go everywhere
 Without a worry
 To clutter up my head
 They call me lucky
 I could snap a wishbone
 And get the smaller half
 Walk down the street
 And have a black cat cross my path
 Walk under ladders on Friday the 13th
 And nothin' bad'll happen to me
 I ain't the seventh son
 Of the seventh son
 My pappy ain't a pistol
 I ain't a son-of-a-gun
 I know that I ain't smarter
 Than nearly anyone
 I'm just lucky
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 I could snap a wishbone
 And get the smaller half
 Walk down the street
 And have a black cat cross my path
 Walk under ladders on Friday the 13th
 And nothin' bad'll happen to me
 I ain't the seventh son
 Of the seventh son
 My pappy ain't a pistol
 I ain't a son-of-a-gun
 I know that I ain't smarter
 Than nearly anyone
 I'm just lucky
 Yeah, I'm just lucky
 Oh, I'm just lucky