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
CHORUS
Lucky Me
Lucky, lucky little ol' me
I have everything in this whole wide world
A girl could ever need
Lucky Me
I've got a great car - it's a red convertible
Made by Mattell
Got a nice house in the suburbs
With Hell's Angels for neighbours as well
Got a scholarship for a hundred years of college
If I wanna study dentistry
(but) My folks just want me married, and popping out the grand-kids
To keep them company
CHORUS
CHORUS
Think I'll run and join the Hare Krishna
Give up all my worldy goods
Cut off all my hair
Coz nothing that I have right now
Brings me any joy
And 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 got just enough cash to pay a lot o' tax
But not enough to quit my job
Got a fool's-gold ring, credit-card debt
Psychiatrist for my dog
Vova
