[Verse 1]

Can we take it lower?

Don't stop again

Fighting in bus stops

Crying in subways

Losing our baggage in public transit

What we thinking over?

Getting drunk again

I need a bed and you've been a black cat

I see a black cat in the moon where we're

[Chorus]

Walking down the path

To run from

You've got bad luck, but it's my luck

To run from, in terror

You've got bad luck, but it's my luck

Ooh, whoa

[Verse 2]

Yeah

Nobody's bent around bars

And driver, take care in the back seat of immigrant cars

And data goldmine inventions can face-swap you a smile

Yeah and I'll forgive you for a while

'Cause it's your home field advantage in Swedish and in Spanish

All your mild-flavored manners and all our happy endings

Uhh, until you're losing your place in a month

And that job that I spеnt half a year on ain't paying

In the moon, I think I see a black cat is

[Chorus]

Walking down the down thе path

To run from

You've got bad luck, but it's my luck

To run from, in terror

You've got bad luck, but it's my luck

To run from, in terror

You've got bad luck, but it's my luck

To run from, in terror

You've got bad luck, but it's my luck too

[Outro]

You've got bad luck, but it's my luck too