Take My Luck - Boots & The Iries (1977) 

Take My Luck - Boots & The Iries (1977)
((Lyrics))
Oh, the Monkey Star, he shines so bright,
Casting shadows on this poor man’s life.
His luck’s gone south, like a runaway kite,
Caught in the curse of the Monkey Star’s strife.
He met the Monkey Star one moonless night,
Under palm trees swaying, bathed in silver light.
The star grinned wide, mischief in its eyes,
Whispered secrets of power, but oh, what a price!
“Take my luck,” said the Monkey Star,
“Be the unluckiest soul, near and far.
Fate will twist, and fortune will flee,
You’ll stumble through life, just like me.”
“Take my luck,” said the Monkey Star,
“Be the unluckiest soul, near and far.
Fate will twist, and fortune will flee,
You’ll stumble through life, just like me.”
Oh, the Monkey Star, he shines so bright,
Casting shadows on this poor man’s life.
His luck’s gone south, like a runaway kite,
Caught in the curse of the Monkey Star’s strife.
He lost his job, slipped on banana peels,
Black cats followed him, spinning their wheels.
His lottery ticket? Always one digit off,
And love? Well, it danced away with a scoff.
He lost his job, slipped on banana peels,
Black cats followed him, spinning their wheels.
His lottery ticket? Always one digit off,
And love? Well love, it danced away with a scoff.
He lost his job, slipped on banana peels,
Black cats followed him, spinning their wheels.
His lottery ticket? Always one digit off,
And love? Well, it danced away with a scoff.
It laughed from its celestial perch,
As our guy stumbled, tripped, and fell in the dirt.
Rainclouds gathered, lightning struck his path,
And even the sun hid behind a mocking laugh.
Oh, the Monkey Star, he shines so bright,
Casting shadows on this poor man’s life.
His luck’s gone south, like a runaway kite,
Caught in the curse of the Monkey Star’s strife.