Keith Dovoric Poet Lyric

Good Luck, Charlie

If things keep goin’ my way, 
I don’t know what I’ll do
Maybe I’ll go be a priest 
in the Church of Déjà vu 
Maybe I’ll court a woman 
and go to Harvard for a degree
Maybe they’ll cast my carcass 
out from the infirmary

I remember what they always called me –
Good Luck Charlie
All advice stops here –
Good luck, Charlie

Yes and maybe we’re all just handfuls 
of what came before
And maybe the point of this game 
is not to caught
Inside the revolving door

I remember what they always called me –
Good Luck Charlie
All advice stops here –
Good luck, Charlie

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