Sky Masterson
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They call you 'Lady Luck'
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But there is room for doubt
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At times you have a very un-lady-like way of runnin' out
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You're on this date with me
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The pickin's have been lush
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And yet, before this evening is over, you might give me the brush
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You might forget your manners
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You might refuse to stay
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And so the best that I can do is pray
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Luck, be a lady tonight
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Luck, be a lady tonight
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Luck, if you've ever been a lady to begin with
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Luck, be a lady tonight
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Luck, let a gentleman see
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How nice a dame you can be
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I know the way you've treated other guys you've been with
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Luck, be a lady with me
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A lady doesn't leave her escort
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It isn't fair, it isn't nice
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A lady doesn't wander all over the room
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And blow on some other guy's dice
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Let's keep this party polite
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Never get out of my sight
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Stick with me baby; I'm the fella you came in with
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Luck, be a lady tonight
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Luck, let a gentleman see
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Just how nice.. how nice a-a dame you can be
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I know the way you've treated other guys you've been with
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Eh-Luck, be a lady with me
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A lady doesn't leave her escort
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It isn't fair, and it's not nice
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A lady doesn't wander all over the room
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And blow on some other guy's dice
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So let's keep the party polite
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Never get out of my sight
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Stick with me baby; I'm the guy you came in with
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Luck, be a lady
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Luck, be a lady
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Luck, be a lady tonight
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