I've got good luck in my pocket
A good shine on my shoes
A red dress in my closet
That I'm not afraid to use
A little fortune cookie told me
Help is on the way
Yeah the tables may be turning
It could happen any day

CHORUS:
'Cause you can't lose 'em all
You can't lose 'em all
No you can't lose 'em all
No no

I could go down in history
Yeah' I could go up in smoke
Be the center of attention
Or the butt of every joke
But every time I get shot down
I justify the risk
'Cause I come a little closer
To a hit with every miss

CHORUS

Outside my window
There's a blue horizon
But it seems so far away
A ray of hope
That I can keep my eyes on

If I'm playin' for the B team
Or sittin' on the bench
It's not for lack of trying
Or a lack of confidence
When I reach my full potential
When somebody gets my drift
The stars are gonna line up
And the tides are gonna shift