Anything she makes would never fits me 
Everything she does so bad it cheats me 
Maybe, she is getting to mislead me 
What will be the next I don't know 
I so unlucky not to please her 
Never had a chance to meet and tease her 
So I'll keep on trying to be with her 
By the time the conscious to go 

They ever have a grace from Lady luck abase 
And not the only smile upon her face 
I wonder who explaines My lady luck abase 
Cause I'll be only smile upon her face  [bad word] through time and space 
Beetween the nights and days 
But all she gives is smile as always 
If [bad word] she turns around and waits 
I'm gonna do this still I'm in chase 

She is acid sugar in my tea cup 
She is ringing call I cannot pick up 
Walking in the dust she likes to kick up 
I don't know what she's heading for 
She's a turn on button of my smoking 
She is no pay back upon my working 
She is an expected trouble knocking 
Ever knocking at my back door