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Small town girl in the big city

Concrete sidewalks full of busybodies

Never looking me in the eye

Haha big deal to nobody

Who cares if one more deck’s stacked against me now

I know it’s only a matter of time

I’m counting on a lucky strike

To pull me out from the back of the line

Make it easier to climb the mountain

Or put me up on top

I’m waiting on a magic man

To wave a ticket from the palm of his hand

Hold it up and call my numbers out

At the end of the night

I’m counting on a lucky strike

three flights up

To the rooftop stars

It feels just a little bright

I can breathe the open air

Moonlight down on the east river

overflows

With bitter strangers

No one’s going anywhere

But I’m counting on a lucky strike

To pull me out from the back of the line

Make it easier to climb the mountain

Or put me up on top

I’m waiting on a magic man

To wave a ticket from the palm of his hand

Hold it up and call my numbers out

At the end of the night

I’m counting on a lucky strike

Impossible

Unreachable

We’re only dreamers

Yes I know

I’m counting on a lucky strike

To pull me out from the back of the line

Make it easier to climb the mountain

Or put me up on top

I’m just waiting on the magic man

To wave a ticket from the palm of his hand

Hold it up and call my numbers out

At the end of the night

I’m counting on a lucky strike

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