Ladies and Gentlemen
Lift your heads
Mr. Lucky is with us again
He's had ten thousand shots to his name
And not a one has addled his brain
He's ****** down a truck load of beer
And yet look at him
Standing there
ready to cheer
Oh he's quite a man
Just ask him
he'll tell you so
Why
he's a saint among sinners
Drinking wine ,
that's sanctimanial
He'll give you the shirt off his back
And tell everyone how kind he was
While committing the act
Oh I must say
he's surely Lucky
Having drank such mass amounts of
*****
And not having so much as a
Pooch
A Lucky man Indeed
Mr. Person....al....ity
just add
Alcohol
you'll see
He'll slur his words and get
Overly loud
He'll be the only real man
In the crowd
he will cheat on his wife and ignore his daughter
all for another glass of
liquid manure
Mr. Lucky indeed,  
Pay your tab when you leave.