I can't believe my luck!
I've landed running in the sunshine with a stupid grin across my hamster-face.
I've found a girl who's crazy for me like I'm crazy for her.
All I've got to do is get her to this place.
What did I do right?
Helicopter pilot light headed.
In all my years I never thought I'd be as happy as I am today.
Perhaps it's something in my drink.
It's not that I don't want for anything, that's not the point,
but what I've got is sending me over the brink.
How far does it go back in time? I'd like to know.
Good news! I sure ain't got reincarnation blues.

One more time...

I can't believe my luck!
I've landed head-first on the concrete floor
and now my brains are strewn about the place.
My soul departs my broken body
while the driver of the ambulance attempts to reconstruct my face.
Here we go again, through revolving doors and then... who knows?

And so I'm starting over.
Born again and growing older
with the feeling that I've been through this before.
As time goes by I learn to recognise the signs.
I join the dots and piece together explanations for.
But it's all in vain.
Just accept it's nature's game.
Bad news! I surely got reincarnation blues.

One more time...

I can't believe my luck!
Spontaneous combustion struck and now i'm just a sea slug on the ocean floor.
It's just as well that I don't have a brain
or else I'd think this game of snakes and ladders is a crushing bore.

One more time...
(Round and round and round and...)