Break a Leg - Gilbert O'Sullivan

Met me a girl the other week

Long blonde hair lips you could eat

She thanked me for the drinks I bought

And said the train that she ought to have caught

Had probably left I heard a voice inside me

Say You lucky bugger

Break a leg

All my life I’ve tried to avert Incidents where, I could be hurt

At school they taught me right from wrong

No harm in being a weakling as long as long as you use your head

Yet on the stage if you want to succeed

The thing to do is break a leg

Why not an arm

Why Not a toe

Why only one when one as you know

Is not quite complete

To do that you need One more

Upon my word you take it from me

On my winter hols I love to ski

But rather than go down too fast

And end up with my face alas

Covered in egg I do as my instructor says

Get on that piste and break a leg

Why not an arm not a chin

What’s so clever about breaking your leg so to speak how would your feet then

grow

I went to do the other night

Could hardly drink cause I had to drive

And just as I was about to leave

A chap got up and spoke to me

Here’s what he said I hear your leaving that’s a shame

Its good to see you glad you came

Before you go from all of us here

A safe journey home now

Break a leg