Original lyrics

EN

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