NO LUCK (Gabe Zander/BMI) 2000 (Moderately paced Country Beat) B Well, my folks threw me out of my house today; They said "You dropped out of school, son; you can't stay F# D F# D No luck.........no luck B So I hit my friends up for a place to crash ;I got some lame excuse; now I sleep in the trash F# D F# D No luck......... no luck B E D E Well, I ain't got no luck; it seems like things won't go my way B E D E The nights are long and dreary and the days are cold and grey B E D E I thought friends stood by one another; mine didn't, so now I'm stuck B F# B And I ain't got no home, 'cause I ain't got no luck Well, I went lookin' for work down the coffee shop; the man said "Cut your hair, son; maybe we'll talk No luck........no luck Then I found some ads in the paper, too; they said "Y'all gotta look nice; no tattoos" No luck.........no luck Well I ain't got no luck; it seems like things won't go my way The nights are long and dreary, and the days are cold and grey Maybe I'll sue for millions when I just get hit by a truck Till then I ain't got no money, cause I ain't got no luck Well, a man said "Boy, I'll get you back on track", then he offered me a job uptown, sellin' crack No luck..........no luck Hell, I could be livin' it up; I could be livin' large, but the last thing I need is a felony charge No luck.............no luck Well, I ain't got no luck; it seems like things won't go my way The nights are long and dreary, and the days are cold and grey I'm sorry, sir, but I'm too proud to sell your stinkin' drugs But pride don't change the fact that I ain't got no luck Well, I went lookin' for love down a couple of shows; the only girls that seemed interested were drunken ho's No luck.......no luck Hell, every girl I know's got Caller ID; they don't even pick up the phone when they know it's me No luck.......no luck Well, I ain't got no luck; it seems like things won't go my way The nights are long and dreary, and the days are cold and grey Someone to share my pain with me? Well, that might bring me up But I ain't got no woman, 'cause I ain't got no luck Well, the preacher saw me on the street smokin' pot; he said "What's the matter, son?" I said "I ain't got No luck.......no luck And I do talk to God, sir, but what's the point? I had to grub change for days just to buy this joint" No luck........no luck Well, I ain't got no luck; it seems like things won't go my way The nights are long and dreary and the days are cold and grey If he's a God of mercy, will he spot me a couple bucks And does he even care that I ain't got no luck? No luck...... No luck.......