Bad Luck Chuck

Oh, how do you do?
 Ooooh, ooooh
 Here's a story 'bout a man I know
 I might step on his toes
 But he's a friend of mine
 I mean him no harm
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 Tryin' to find your virgin Mary
 In a sleazy red light hotel
 One minute you're in paradise
 The next one you're in hell
 You drink a gallon whiskey
 Just to get you through the night
 Oh, you wake up in the morning
 Oh, you're naked, broke and fried
 You'll never get on top
 You never give it up
 (Bad luck, bad luck Chuck)
 Your surname's misfortune, still expecting jackpot
 (Bad luck, pretty bad luck)
 Ooh, you're looking for your future in the antique shop, bad luck Chuck
 Oh, pretty bad luck
 Sucker
 You swear you see so much better
 From eating buckets of C-vitamins
 But you have tunnelvision
 Bad decisions seems to be your evil twin
 Like the fortuneteller always say
 A broken watch is right twice a day
 Your watch hands point to nowhere
 And I swear I heard them say
 You'll never get on top
 You never give it up
 (Bad luck, bad luck Chuck)
 Your middle name is slow and you're just about to stop
 (Bad luck, pretty bad luck)
 Oh, looking for your future in the antique shop, bad luck Chuck
 (Bad luck), bad luck Chuck
 Ooh, you're Mister Bad Luck
 (Bad luck, pretty bad luck)
 Your middle name is slow and you're just about to stop, ooh
 Oh yeah yeah yeah
 Bad luck Chuck
 Alright, honey, get on movin', aha
 Oh yeah
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 You'll never get on top
 You never give it up
 
 (Bad luck, bad luck Chuck)
 Oh yeah, your middle name is slow, you're just about to stop
 (Bad luck, pretty bad luck)
 There's no way you're gonna win
 You were born to suck on everything
 (Bad luck, bad luck Chuck) Oh yeah
 When are you gonna give it up?
 (Bad luck, pretty bad luck) Oh yeah
 You're just about to stop
 Ooh, yeah