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I feel so cold out of control my stomach aches Spent my beginner's luck crossing my fingers up Lost in a field of dreams nothing is what it seems When I should celebrate I tend to contemplate I was told I used to be lucky when I was young When the bed spins, and the phone rings and the door slams, and your has sunk again No one's driving, you're in traffic and you wish you were still in bed How do you know how low you can go with your head in the clouds I'll blame a leprechaun who said I should move on My lucky clover died before I said goodbye I'll use my rabbits foot to help me through the night (chorus outro includes) Another red light, you're in traffic From Letras Mania