(Riff Regan)
It’s unromantic in the city
You have to pay
To dance the night away
I haven’t got any money
There must be another way
To make you stay with me
If I don’t have your love
I haven’t got anything to call my
Only what I’ve already lost
Some people call me insecure
And others call me immature
You call me lucky
It’s a crazy world we live in
It’s changing day by day
One minute I make my mind up
And then I see it in a different way
I’m confused as the rest
I only want to take what is the best
I’ll go along for the ride
But deep inside I’m always changing
Deep inside I’m always faking
You call me lucky
If I don’t have your love
I haven’t got anything to call my
Only what I’ve already lost
Some people call me insecure
And others call me immature
You call me lucky
Lucky
You call me lucky