From the album Waiting To Arrive

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Just Her Kind Of Luck

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©1997 Don Bray (SOCAN)

Guitar & vocal: Don Bray
Harmonies: Jennifer Atkinson, Don Bray

Lyrics

Friday night's kicking at the old hotel
Dorothy's stripping and she does it well
Her old man left her without a buck
Oh oh and that's just her kind of luck
And that's just her kind of luck

Hotel lights flashing as the snow comes down
Pickup trucks parking it's a tough old town
She tries to get topless but her zipper's stuck
Oh oh and that's just her kind of luck
And that's just her kind of luck

She puts her nose to the grindstone
And does what she must
She says too few women find
Men they can trust
Still she carries on
Expecting to receive
Refusing to believe
That's just her kind of luck

The old boys are fighting for a front row chair
A broken beer bottle flies through the air
By now she's naked she don't think to duck
Oh oh and that's just her kind of luck
And that's just her kind of luck

She puts her nose to the grindstone
And does what she must
She says too few women find
Men they can trust
Still she carries on
Expecting to receive
Refusing to believe
That's just her kind of luck

And a fine young doctor fixes up her head
He has plans for her he isn't wed
Hold me back he says my heart's been struck
Oh oh and that's just her kind of luck
And that's just her kind of luck

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