Dry Your Eyes Pretty Girl
I Just Got News From The Outside World
I Dont Know How They Got Our Names
But Yesterday This Letter Came:

Mr. And Mrs. Resident Dweller, Your Lucky Number Is
You May Already Be A Winner

I've Suspected This For Years
Still In All Its Good To Hear
They're Pulling For Us In The Post
To You My Dear, I Raise This Toast

A House Of Our Dreams, An El Dorado, A Ten-speed Blender
You May Already Be A Winner

Now Ive Never Counted My Chickens Before They're Hatched
And I Know There Is Always A Catch
But I've Felt From The Start That Our Hearts Were The Perfect Match

I Know You're Tired Of The Same Old Dress
I Know The Car's Been Repossessed
I Know This House Is Just A Shack
But There's This Love We Cant Hold Back

Would You Like A Beer With Your TV Dinner?
Oh, My Darling, You May Already Be A Winner