Lyrics Pursuit On 53rd Street

On a cross-town bus in the city,
I spied a lady all dressed in black.
High heeled shoes and her dress cut loose,
her front was saggin' out on the rack.

I believe, I believe that the lady's gonna bring me luck.
I believe, I believe that the lady's gonna bring me luck.

Driver, won't you stop this carzy machine
and let my feet out and touch the ground.
Got to lay me a line on the lady
before she walks down the street too far.

I believe, I believe that the lady's gonna bring me luck.
I believe, I believe that the lady's gonna bring me luck.

I believe, I believe that the lady's gonna bring me luck.
I believe, I believe that the lady's gonna bring me luck.
I know she'll be so good.