Dry your eyes pretty girl
I just got news from the outside world
I dont know how they got our names
But yesterday this letter came
Mr and Mrs Resident Dweller
your lucky number is
You may already be a winner
I've suspected this for years
Still in all its good to hear
They're pulling for us in the post
To you my dear I raise this toast
A house of our dreams an El Dorado
a ten speed blender
You may already be a winner
Now Ive never counted my chickens
before they're hatched
And I know there is always a catch
But I've felt from the start
that our hearts were the perfect match
I know you're tired of the same old dress
I know the car's been repossessed
I know this house is just a shack
But there's this love we cant hold back
Would you like a beer with your TV dinner
Oh my darling you may already be a winner