Marie

On the day you came back into town, my hamster died and my car broke down.
You had smiled (my misfortune detox)...Distracted, I ran over your friend's mailbox.
Laughing, you had said you were bad luck (Like it's your fault that my driving sucks).
Still, I note the growing evidence As your small joke keeps making more and more sense

I had no idea superstition could be Pretty and smart and nice to hold When we're watching stars in the cold night air...I'm singing
I can deal As long as bad luck feels this great I'd break a mirror every day.
It's my good fortune that I can say You should know I wouldn't trade this for anything.

You see, Marie, you caught me unawares That time I choked upon the gummi bear.
You had been gone for two years (more or less)...Then you walked in, knocked me speechless with your blue dress.

I had no idea superstition could be Pretty and smart and nice to hold When we're watching stars in the cold night air...I'm singing
I can deal As long as bad luck feels this great I'd break a mirror every day.
It's my good fortune that I can say You should know I wouldn't trade this for anything.