I walked under a ladder, crossed a black cat's path.
I broke a mirror, burned a photograph.
Bad luck, it seems to follow me.
I saw our ex before our vows.
I didn't know then. But, I do know now.
Bad luck, it seems to follow me.
I found an umbrella open in the house.
Fireplace burned, and sparks hit the couch.
Bad luck, it seems to follow me.
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I found a four-leaf clover and an old horseshoe.
My life's changed since I met you.
I can say
that you're my lucky charm.
A black cloud's hanging over my head.
I'm waking up, loving you instead.
'Cause good luck, I think it's here to stay.
No walking under ladders, crossing black cats' paths,
breaking mirrors, burning photographs.
'Cause good luck, I think it's here to stay.