Head on down to 9th street gal

Lets go out kicking with the boys and the gals

Wear your dress and bring my ring

Someone's gonna get it ain't gonna be me



LUCY, Lucy my gal

LUCY, Lucy my sweet

LUCY, Lucy my gal

(I was just gonna hit him but I'm gonna kill him now)



We all met about half past three

Lucy she was rocking by my kicking machine

Too many STRAITS and not enough GREASE

That's when Lucy got it in the chest I think



LUCY, Lucy my gal

LUCY, Lucy my sweet

LUCY, Lucy my gal

(I was just gonna hit him but I'm gonna kill him now)



(Lucy) They started fighting I was screaming for him

Boots all dirty, sexy and thin

Then on come the lights from the STRAITS in their cars

I was just a laughing when I hit the floor



LUCY, Lucy my gal

LUCY, Lucy my sweet

LUCY, Lucy my gal

(I was just gonna hit him but I'm gonna kill him now)