Lucky Strike and lightning path
Striking like a perfect match
So loud in my head
Slipping to the gutter if it goes unsaid
Something bubbly lovey (Lovey dovey)
A pitcher of some dovey (Lovey dovey)
I'm struck on you
Like an exhibit staring at it
I make it vivid, potential addict
Imagination racing over zealous
If we're not aligned we could fail it
Lucky Strike and lightning path
Striking like a perfect match
So loud in my head I'm
Slipping to the gutter if it goes unsaid
Lucky Strike and lightning path
Striking like a perfect match
So loud in my head I'm
Slipping to the gutter if it goes unsaid
Hitchhiking the road I'm going on
There May be thoughts of you like a vagabond
May they'll catch a ride on a song
If my purpose Is to carry them on
By the time you hear this I'll be gone
Memories subdue when Love is true
Striking colors of mental hue