On A Cross-town Bus In The City
I Spied A Lady All Dressed In Black
High Heeled Shoes And Her Dress Cut Loose
Her Front Was Saggin' Out On The Rack
I Believe, I Believe
That The Lady's Gonna Bring Me Luck
I Believe, I Believe
That The Lady's Gonna Bring Me Luck
Driver, Won't You Stop This Crazy Machine
And Let My Feet Out And Touch The Ground
Got To Lay Me A Line On The Lady
Before She Walks Down The Street Too Far
I Believe, I Believe
That The Lady's Gonna Bring Me Luck
I Believe, I Believe
That The Lady's Gonna Bring Me Luck