Lucky Me

I've got an ex-boyfriend who calls me up

To blame me for his life

I get bunches of roses from another guy

And hate mail from his wife

I date a stupid jerk who forgets my name

Likes to make love watching TV

And some guy calls in the middle of the night

Just so I can hear him breathe

Lucky me

Lucky, lucky me

I have everything in this whole wide world

A girl could ever need, lucky me

Oh yeah

I've got a great car

It's a red convertible, made by Mattel

Got a nice house in the suburbs

With 'Hell's Angels' for neighbors as well

I've got a scholarship for a hundred years of college

I wanna study dentistry

But my folks just want me married

And poppin' out the grand kids to keep them company

Lucky me

Lucky, lucky me

I have everything in this whole wide world

A girl could ever need, lucky me

Lucky, lucky little old me

I have everything in this whole wide world

A girl could ever need

Lucky me

(Lucky me)

Oh me

(Lucky me)

I think I wanna join the Hare Krishnas

Give up all my worldly goods, cut off all my hair

There's nothin' that I have right now, brings me any joy

When I'm shopping at the mall, can't find it anywhere

But I've got my tamagotchi

And I've got my wristwatch phone

I got so many friends on the Internet

I could never be alone

I've got just enough cash to pay a lot of tax

But not enough to quit my job

Got a fool's gold ring, credit card debt

Psychiatrist for my dog

Lucky me

Lucky, lucky little old me

I have everything in this whole wide world

A girl could ever need, lucky me

Oh, lucky, lucky little old me

I have everything in this whole wide world

A girl could ever need

Lucky me

Oh, lucky, lucky little old me

I have everything in this whole wide world

A girl could ever need

Lucky me