If I’m high on a hill
She will still be looking down at me
What does she see
That brings her closer every day to my heart
If I’m away from home
And think I’m all alone
She’s there, somewhere
I look around to see
And looking back at me
She’s there, beware
Creeping like a hungry cat
Seen it before
And I know it can mean that

* the lady’s [bad word] she’s nothing but bad luck
The lady’s [bad word] running after me
The lady’s [bad word] she’s nothing but bad luck, yeah, yeah

I could fly to the moon
But she’d soon find a way to be there
I never knew for a while
That a smile made ’em really care
She wants a souvenir
To everyone it’s clear
She’s hooked, one look
She wants a photograph
And everybody laughs
But not me, ’cause I see
She’s creeping like a hungry cat
Seen it before and I know it can mean that

*

I used to be a game
Now I can’t repeat my name at all
She seems to believe that
I never can refuse her call
She wants a souvenir
To everyone it’s clear
She’s hooked, one look
She wants a photograph
And everybody laughs
But not me, ’cause I see
She’s creeping like a hungry cat
Seen it before and I know it can mean that

* x 2

And back of a tree
I’m looking back at me
Blind and off my state
I’ve just got to beware
The lady’s [bad word] 
Yes, she’s bad luck, bad luck