Luck Of Lucien (Edit) Lyrics

Voulez-vous?
Coo-coo
Voulez-vous?
Coo-coo
Les poo-poo

Brother, brother, brother, Lucien, you're like no other
Listen very close 'cause I don't like to boast
Instead, I'll tell the tale of the French who prevail
Though the Mr. Crazy Rabbit's always on his tail
Rent ain't on sale, your roommate starts to wail
Get caught with stolen goods then you will go to jail
If you go to jail, then who will pay the bail?
Deport you back to France on a ship with a sail
Escargot, Lucien, you eat snails
From the Zulu Nation, from a town called Paris
Came to America to find liberty
Instead of finding pleasure, all you found was misery
But listen, Lucien, you have a friend in me
Oh, luck, luck will drive your butt batty
Next time you fix some wheels, make it a Caddy
In terms of doing good, I know you wish you really could
But listen, brother man, I really think you can
Succeed with the breed of the brothers who you back
It's the crème de la crème and you can vouch for that
It'll take a minute, rice, so take my advice
Trust in us, and thus you trust in your life
Lucien, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien, you should know

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Coo-coo
Voulez-vous?
Coo-coo
Les poo-poo

Are you ready, Lu? This one is for you
Coming from a true blue, fits like a shoe
Comment ça, c'est? Or comment allez-vous?
Lucien, I'll leave it up to you
Watch that waz from the back dash fast
Can you get a grip on the crackhead dip?
Sold you a paper bag, guess he saw you coming
VCR from a neckbone bummin'
Ten dollars, brother, he was hummin' and strummin'
Only had twenty, he was livin' like he's slummin'
Gave him the money, well, I thought that was somethin'
Lookin' like a kid who was lost in crumbin'
Don't worry 'bout a thing, I won't get specific
This is a song that is long and prolific
Think of the stuff that I said if you can
Figure it out, compute, understand
No problemo, I'll help you with your demo
If you go to the store for me
Lucien, I'm just kiddin', you should know

Voulez-vous?
Coo-coo
Voulez-vous?
Coo-coo
Les poo-poo

Gotta get a grip on the missions you be takin'
Not so much the mission, but you got crazy ignition
Sure, the sugar babies wanna give you a chance
With the French savoire faire and the sexy glance
But is she really fly or is she a guy?
I won't ask why 'cause I know that you try
You try too hard, is that the answer to the riddle?
Instead of doin' so much, why don't you do just a little?
Boy, what a cad, I guess we shouldn't treat him bad
In fact, it would be nice if we understood him right
A case of position and the feet in the shoes
Sympathetic reason in the case of the blues
Lucien is blue even though he's really brown
I had to make the sound 'cause life is too profound
On the up and up, he's somethin' like a little pup
Young and naive, it's hard to believe
As long as you're strong, you can quest with the Questers
Jolly like a jumping bean or a jester
Lucien, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien, you should know

Oh, Tip, everything's gonna be alright now
I think so, I should listen to you, man
Think I'm going home, man
Alright, I think I'm outta here now
Oh, peace, just peace, I'm outta here