Bad luck, bad luck, Yes, I have bad luck
People don't like me, and they call me crazy
But I think it's okay, cause I like me lately, uh
I stubbed my toe on the door, and now it's starting to pour
I slept with three girls last week, mama just called me a whore
At least I'm not a bore, but I'm not fit for no war
When will my life start to soar?
When will my life start to soar?
(When will my life start to soar?)
Don't wanna be a bore, uh huh
Lying in your room, naked on the floor, we been snorting up lines
And when I open my eyes, I finally realize
That little spark in your eye, it's cause you're willing to try some of the medicine I bought from one of my friends
You wanna go again
Then I spilled the medicine, now we're cleaning in the back
'Bout to have a heart attack
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Bad luck, bad luck, guess I have bad luck