The Odds歌词
Odds
Are
Barenaked
Ladies.Struck
by
lightning,
sounds
pretty
frighteningBut
you
know
the
chances
are
so
smallStuck
by
a
bee
sting,
nothing
but
a
B-thingBetter
chance
you're
gonna
bite
it
at
the
mallBut
it's
a
twenty-three
four-to-oneThat
you
can
fall
in
love
by
the
end
of
this
songSo
get
up,
get
upTell
the
bookie
put
a
bet
on
"not
a
damn
thing
will
go
wrong".The
odds
are
that
we
will
probably
be
alrightOdds
are
we
gonna
be
alright,odds
are
we
gonna
be
alright
tonightThe
odds
are
that
we
will
probably
be
alrightOdds
are
we
gonna
be
alright,odds
are
we
gonna
be
alright
for
another
night.Hit
by
the
A-Train,
crashed
in
an
airplaneI
wouldn't
recommend
either
oneKilled
by
a
Great
White
or
a
meteoriteI
guess
there
ain't
no
way
to
go
that's
funBut
somewhere
in
the
world
someone
is
gonnafall
in
love
by
the
end
of
this
songSo
g