Lotto Day Buzz
Lotto Day Buzz/Tony Adamo
Thoughts spin like a top high.
my head’s a blur of numbers,
9 8 9 7 3-no!
Wait, hold on,
8 6 7 22 slips away.
Not quite right.
Man don’t rush me, damn!
People waiting behind me,
the pressure’s real.
Wish I’d hooked up those lucky picks in my head,
but hey, I gotta keep my cool,
21,67,15,32,25,52- pick up,
yeah, I’m hip to those numbers.
Lotto day buzz.
what can I say?
Chasing dreams,
to keep the bills away.
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