Bad Luck

Some people like to gamble

But you, you always lose

Some people like to rock n' roll

You're always singing the blues

You gotta nasty disposition

No one really knows the reason why

You gotta bad, bad reputation

Gonna hang down your head and cry

You got bad, bad luck

Bad, bad luck

You got bad, bad luck

Bad, bad luck

Thirteen's my lucky number

To you it means stay inside

Black cat done crossed my path

No reason to run and hide

You're looking through a cracked mirror

No one really knows the reason why

Your enemies are getting nearer

Gonna hang down your head and cry

You got bad, bad luck

Bad, bad luck

Some people go to church on

SundaysOthers they pray at home

You tell them that there ain't no

GodThat they're better off standing alone

You're always scratching at the eight ball

No one really knows the reason why

You do the job and then you fall

Gonna hang down your head and cry

You got bad, bad luck

Bad, bad luck

You got bad, bad luck

Bad, bad luck

Come on give it to me

Bad, bad luck

Bad, bad luck

Go on get it