[Verse 1]
What was it you said about luck?
Forfeit rights and plans to pluck
From twenty-one miles of view
And think such null of being true
But she likes it to talk to you
'nd you don’t mind letting yourself through

[Verse 2]
What was it you said about luck?
Forfeit rights and plans to pluck
From twenty-one miles of view
And think such null of being true
She likes it to talk to you
'nd You don’t mind letting yourself through

[Outro]
You don’t mind letting yourself through
You don’t mind letting yourself through
You don’t mind letting yourself through
You don’t mind letting yourself through
You don’t mind letting yourself through