Thrush Hermit
Seven Years Of Bad Luck And Bad Timing
Matthew says that I am lucky
But I feel so unlucky
He says I should feel eight feet tall
Seven years if you subtract
Or add it up upon the blackboard
Multiply and hang it on the wall
Seven years of bad luck and bad timing
I'm getting way too much attention
All the shock and no suspension
All the things you never mention her
Make the passes and the misses
Throw the passes, blow the kisses
Everything, it still dismisses her
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