Lotsa Luck Lyrics - Allan Sherman

When you're driving through the desert 

And your car runs out of gas 

Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck 

When you try to stop some strangers 

They will holler as they pass 

Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck 

So you walk eight miles and all uphill 

To call the Auto Club 

And the whole thing's nip and tuck 

'Cause they'll ask you for your number 

And your number's in your wallet 

And your wallet's in your car, so lotsa luck 

When your television set breaks down 

And needs repairin' bad 

Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck 

You look through the Yellow Pages 

For an honest-looking ad 

Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck 

Then the fellow comes 

And says your set must go into the shop 

And he takes it in his truck 

Four months later when he brings it back 

It's someone else's set 

Besides he drops it down the steps, so lotsa luck 

Some people think a horseshoe's 

Gonna bring them lots of luck 

A horseshoe is a luck charm, of course 

But for every set of horseshoes 

Human beings use for luck 

Somewhere in this world's a barefoot horse 

(A barefoot horse) 

When you buy a tape recorder 

Of the automatic kind 

Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck 

If it's simplified for folks 

Who aren't mechanically inclined 

Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck 

There's a small instruction booklet 

That's one hundred pages long 

And on page one you get stuck 

It says, if unsatisfactory 

You must bring this to the factory 

And the factory's in Japan, so Rotsa Ruck