Lady Luck got stuck on the freeway
After the trailer full of chickens [got wack]
And I'm outie on the sticks
Playin' cards with the Mexicans down at one eyed jacks

And I ran out of money two whiles ago
So I'm bettin' on my toes for the wind
But my hand looks rough
And there ain't enough time

To get out of this trouble I'm in
So I grabbed me a bottle of gin
Smashed down on the floor
And I head for the door

Light a match for the love of a blue-eyed girl
Let the fire burn bright 'cause you know it will
Yeah, my love, it ain't sexy, but at least it's got plenty of thrills, yeah
I come down to the city when I get bored up in the hills, yeah, alright

But, Lady Luck got stuck at LaGuardia
Strip searched by the TSA
While I'm out on the town
Gettin' drunk enough to drown

I just might think of sometin' to say
But when she walked in the room
Was like a sonic boom
With a pistol, eye patch and a cane

Yeah, the legs was long but she was singin' a song
It was Achy Breaky Heart by Billy Ray
And I don't remember much, yeah, of the rest of that day
When a fight broke out I knew my luck had run out

So I light a candle for the love of a blue-eyed girl
Let the fires burn bright 'cause you know they will
Yeah, my love, it ain't sexy, but at least it's got plenty of thrills
I come down to the city when I get bored up in the hills, yeah

Ah, my love, it ain't sexy, but at least it's got plenty of thrills, yeah, alright
Come down to the city when I get bored up in the hills, yeah, oh
Plenty of thrills
Yeah, plenty of thrills
Ooh, plenty of thrills
Ooh, plenty of thrills