Lyrics:
Verse 1:
Just when I thought that you were feeling me
Or maybe it's my fault
For always getting caught up
But never actually getting caught
They say that there's so many fish in the sea
But all these fish seem to do is bite my bait then leave
And that's weak
Is it cause I'm small and meek?
I go through one girl every 2 weeks
And that's not fair
Because I show them that I care
But they treat me like a square
Word to moms, I swear
I don't get it
I think I'm fairly attractive
A clean cut guy that stays fit and active
So tell me, what's not to like?
Besides the fact I can't drive or can't ride a bike
I'm fed up, see no matter what I do
Or say with these girl I just can't get through
And it's not getting no better
So I'm back to writing letters
Asking Will you be my Baby?
Check Yes, no or maybe

Chorus:
I'm just Unlucky
I'm just unlucky
I'm just unlucky (4x)

Verse 2:
I try my best to be different then other guys
I tell the truth and never lie but it seems like they wanna be lied to
I'm the one that they cry too
But I hurt like you hurt see I cry too
Cause I just wanna get beside you
They Wanna get inside you
And time and time again he hurts you girl and you still stay
Why you allow yourself to constantly get played?
I don't know, that's how it goes
But I'm trying to get rid of all these voices
Man I got so many choices
Like I can stick my fork in the top or bottom socket
Always looking clean but got no money in my pocket
So I've Gone the last mile
My chain and watch are faker then a white man's smile
I just don't think my heart can take no more denial
Cause I got a babyface and a spirit of a child
Got no wheels but I still drive them wild
My life is so dysfunctional Bobby Proud

chorus

Verse 3:
When you wish upon a star, your dreams supposed to take you kind of far
But so far I've fallen short
Like trynna find some evidence against OJ inside court
And a basketball court? Man forget that
The athletic gene passed me, I'll admit that
But it got my lil sis and if that's not enough
When we were kids, she used to beat me up
Life is tough, sometimes I just wanna cry
You would think my phone's a Popeye's biscuit cause it's dry
This is so stressful man
Can't even get a call from most likely spam
Nobody wants me like greens egg & Ham
So you might as well call me Sam I Am
Cause the girls that I want, huh, thick and curvy
But the girls who like me got gaps like Eddie Murphy

Chorus 2x