The Chipettes: I feel lucky, I feel lucky, yeah Brittany: No Professor Doom gonna stand in my way The Chipettes: Mmm, I feel lucky today Brittany: Well I strolled down to the corner, gave my numbers to the clerk The pot's eleven million so I called in sick to work I bought a pack of Twinkies, a burrito, and a Barq's Crossed against the light, made a beeline for the park The sky began to thunder, wind began to moan I heard a voice above me saying, "girl, you better get back home" The Chipettes: Hey the stars might lie, but the numbers never do I feel lucky, oh oh oh, I feel lucky, yeah