Silk gloves, high heels, Midnight deals and caviar meals— Oh, I never play fair, But darling, who cares? When the world's on a string And I'm pulling the flair. I purr like a kitten, strike like a queen, Got diamonds for breakfast, champagne routines. You say it’s scandalous? I call it free— Oh honey, look at me! Lucky me, lucky me— Got the moon in my martini. A kiss on each cheek from Paris to Rome, But my heart? That’s strictly on loan. Lucky me, can’t you see? Life’s a cabaret fantasy. I don’t need love, just velvet and sin— Ring the bell, let the glitter begin! Feathers and fringe, I dance on the edge. In smoky rooms with velvet gold drapes, I twirl through the lies in silk-covered shapes. You call it bold—I call it fate, I want it all, why should I wait? Mon cher, I don’t chase... I sip, I tease, I taste. If love is a game, Then darling—I own the place. Lucky, lucky, lucky me— I toast to mischief and mystery. Lucky, lucky, c’est la vie— Who needs rules when you’re royalty? Lucky me, lucky me— Silver spoons and fantasy. I bat my lashes, the world takes a knee, Because darling, oh darling— I’m luxury’s decree! Mmm… lucky me... But luck had nothing to do with it, sweetie. Lucky me, lucky me— Got the moon in my martini. A kiss on each cheek from Paris to Rome, But my heart? That’s strictly on loan. Lucky me, can’t you see? Life’s a cabaret fantasy. I don’t need love, just velvet and sin— Ring the bell, let the glitter begin!
