What must I do to take a holiday

Show me a bill that they can make me pay

Tell me a story

And maybe I'll believe it

Me I'm just a lucky guy

Young and free

Too hard to cry

Lorna from my school she's 21

She's good looking and a married girl so

Tell me a story

Tell me stories

And man I ain't complaining

Me I'm just a lucky guy

Young and hard

Too tough to cry

Standing in a show

The lights ain't low

They're shining down on me

And I like, I like it

Just like I like I like it

I'm taking like I find it

What did they do to chill the joy away

What did they do to say you had to pay

And pay

And pay

Tell me stories

You know I never can believe them

Never ever

Me I'm just a lucky guy

I'm young and free

Too dumb to cry

What must I do to take a holiday

Show me a bill that they can make me pay

Tell me a story

And maybe I'll believe it

Me I'm just a lucky guy

I'm Young and free

Too hard to cry