Got Lucky!

by The Dice Cubes

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    "Got Lucky" features a range of '50's flavoured rock and roll. From the hard edged "Calling All Cars", to the bouncy "Hula-Hula Girl", the jungle rhythms of "The Apeman", to the straight ahead rockabilly sounds of "Rumble Strip" and "Long & Lanky"

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1.
Calling All Cars! Calling All Cars! Lock up your women, and shut down the bars Cover baby's eyes, plug their ears because Oh, Baby, We're Calling All Cars! We're doing 40, 60, 80 throughout the whole week Now we're breaking through the 100s while the tires they shriek You can nag us, tag us, bore us even lock the garage We're a riot causing rumble in our entourage Calling All Cars! Calling All Cars! Woman are from Venus, so we're riding to Mars Flying so high that we're seeing stars Oh, Baby We're Calling All Cars! 4, 6, 8, 10, I almost lost count Now we're in heat baby and we're ready to mount Our rides are dirty dogs, you're an unsuspecting leg Lightning up the fuse on this Powder Keg Calling All Cars! Calling All Cars! No tupperware here and you can count the scars We're lightning up while we're strumming guitars Oh, Baby We're Calling All Cars!
2.
Rumble Strip 02:44
Grab the clutch burn rubber and haze the hides Off the line, To the digs and were feelin fine Nothing says to my baby with her heels on fire That my bent eight rocks when I ride the tires Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Cause she’s almost ready to go Whats the tale, Nighting-gale, Made in the shade, Like crazy, like wow You know how it’s played Nothing says to me baby when I shift that gear You arch you back baby, whisper in my ear Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Cause she’s almost ready to go Round Up Time, Real Gone, Razz my berries and Blow Off! Hey Bean! Dig the scene, Smell the gasoline Nothing says to me baby when the lights are low That you had enough baby and you’re ready to go Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Cause she’s almost ready to go Grab The Clutch Burn Rubber Haze The Hides Off The Line Nothing says to my baby with her heels on fire That my bent eight rocks when I ride the tires Round Up Real Gone Hey Bean! Dig The Scene Nothing says to my baby when the lights are low That you had enough baby and you’re ready to go Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Ride The Rumble Strip Baby Cause she’s almost ready to go
3.
I said one, two, three, four You got me tied baby and I’m ready for more Five, six, seven, eight I’ll lay you down baby if its not too late I’d drive all night to  Hold you pretty baby, make love to you And I’ll bring your quick fix Nothing really matter when I taste your lips Wish me luck my hula-hula girl She means more to me than the entire world Wish me luck my hula-hula gal I’ll make my way to her don’t care how Two, three, four, five, Anyway you want me I’m alive Six, seven, eight, nine I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine Ten more miles now Getting off to you I don’t care how Many more speed traps Slow me down baby till I collapse Wish me luck my hula-hula girl She means more to me than the entire world Wish me luck my hula-hula gal I’ll make my way to her don’t care how You’re my live wire I drop everything like it’s on fire The sound of your voice Shakes me inside and I’ve no choice I’d drive all night to  Hold you pretty baby, make love to you You need someone in And I’ll be god damned if I’m not him Wish me luck my hula-hula girl She means more to me than the entire world Wish me luck my hula-hula gal I’ll make my way to her don’t care how Hula-Hula-Hula girl Hula-Hula-Hula girl Hula-Hula-Hula girl Hula-Hula-Hula girl Shake your little toukas like I asked Kiss your plastic face and kiss the dash Tell my little baby now I won’t be long Tell my little baby now I won’t be long Wish me luck my hula-hula girl She means more to me than the entire world Wish me luck my hula-hula gal I’ll make my way to her don’t care how
4.
You Gotta Make like the heat and cruise it cruise it Five to the floor lets bruise it bruise it Peddle to metal, run that red light Cruising like a drunk on a Friday night Hitting the road at half past ten Mama said the curfew was when? Jimmy caught the clap from the foreign chick Mary was a fream, thick as a brick You Gotta Make like the heat and cruise it cruise it Five to the floor lets bruise it bruise it Peddle to metal, run that red light Cruising like a drunk on a Friday night Goose it greaser, go for the pink! Living for the flirting with a special wink Betty hit the bottle, Susie’s on the horn Sophie’s just a straight who is just unborn You Gotta Make like the heat and cruise it cruise it Five to the floor lets bruise it bruise it Peddle to metal, run that red light Cruising like a drunk on a Friday night Heels on fire, got that long green Go ape for me baby lets make a scene Pinkies out of jail, Steve is on the hook Cruisin for a brusin’ that’ll really cook You Gotta Make like the heat and cruise it cruise it Five to the floor lets bruise it bruise it Peddle to metal, run that red light Cruising like a drunk on a Friday night
5.
The Apeman 03:21
We've got a new fangled dance around these parts, Listen very closely it's work of art. Through a little bug it started and it is all the rage, The primate dance of a monkey in his cage. Lift you Left Arm up and Put your right Arm down Lift your Right Arm up and put your Left arm down Do, do, do, do, do the Apeman I say Do, do, do, do, do the Apeman If you can't do The Bop baby, then you can do The Apeman It's really very simple if you listen what I say, You can do this dance right now, you can start today. You don't have to practice or train at all, Just think of your ancestors having a ball. Lift your Left Arm up and put your Right arm down Lift your Right arm up and put your Left arm down Do, do, do, do, do the Apeman I say Do, do, do, do, do the Apeman If you can't do The Stroll baby, then you can do The Apeman The kids are all doing it from coast to coast The hottest of the hot man they dig it the most And when they're snuggled down in their nice warm beds Their parents do the Apeman right below their heads They lift their Left Arm up and Put their right Arm down They lift their Right Arm up and put their Left arm down Do, do, do, do, do, do the Apeman I say Do, do, do, do, do, do the Apeman If you can't do The Hand Jive, then you can do The Apeman I say Do, do, do, do, do, do the Apeman I say Do, do, do, do, do, do the Apeman If you can't do The Madison, then you can do The Apeman
6.
DRVMCRZ 03:26
You’re driving me crazy, with your little wink My knees are shaking, at a flash of pink My blood is pumping Hearts in my throat With the thought of your loving And that’s all she wrote You’re driving me crazy, You’re making me mad Say you’re a good girl baby, But I know you’re bad A flash of your eyes say what you wanna say You’ll get what you want If you have your way You’re driving me crazy, You’re making me mad Say you’re a good girl baby, But I know you’re bad. They can’t see, What you do to me. They can’t see, What you do to me Can’t catch my breath, and my skin is tight Got a twitchy eye and you’re quite a sight My head is dizzy My tongue is dry I never met one quite like you And I cannot lie You’re driving me crazy, You’re making me mad Say you’re a good girl baby, But I know you’re bad A flash of your eyes say what you wanna say You’ll get what you want If you have your way You’re driving me crazy, You’re making me mad Say you’re a good girl baby, But I know you’re bad. They can’t see, What you do to me. They can’t see, What you do to me I shuffle my feet and I try to compose I’m sweating to the core and it really shows My palms are sweaty my legs’r quakin’ You like your men like your drinks But I’m stirred and shaken You’re driving me crazy, You’re making me mad Say you’re a good girl baby, But I know you’re bad. They can’t see, What you do to me. They can’t see, What you do to me
7.
Long & Lanky 02:32
Long and lanky tall and lean making love like a machine legs for miles she’s got the style but she’s burning through my money like gasoline Fe-fe-fi-fi-fo-fo-fum I bring the money and she’s brings the fun Move those pretty pretty gams and lets get around Spending my business all over town Long and lanky tall and lean making love like a machine legs for miles she’s got the style but she’s burning through my money like gasoline Hi-diddy-hi-diddy hi-diddy-ho Come on pretty baby grab your things lets go Keep you shopping baby till my nuggets gone If you keep me warm baby till the break of dawn Long and lanky tall and lean making love like a machine legs for miles she’s got the style but she’s burning through my money like gasoline There she goes cruising in my brand new ride This angel picked me out and man I though I'd died But she can spend money like an old oil sheik And make it up to me with a kiss on the cheek She’s a long and lanky, tall and lean She’s the cutest little lady that I’ve ever seen Long and lanky, tall and lean And she’s burning my money like gasoline. Oh-baby-baby-baby-baby-baby Come on be my sophie you’re driving me a crazy Plant those stems on me till I’m a beaming red I got your honey little mama you got my bread Long and lanky tall and lean making love like a machine legs for miles she’s got the style but she’s burning through my money like gasoline
8.
Postcards 03:36
Send me a postcard of the places you have travelled Send me a postcard of at the places have found And I will be right here sitting on our back porch Just don’t send me a postcard if you settle down Just don’t send me a postcard if you settle down I will wait for you I know the wind takes you places that I could never imagine I’ll be here for you And I won’t forget you if you ever make you way home again Send me a postcard of the places you have travelled Send me a postcard of at the places have found And I will be right here sitting on our back porch Just don’t send me a postcard if you settle down Just don’t send me a postcard if you settle down We had it all here But having everything never made you feel the way it did for me That restless feeling It never held me in its constant grasp ever so tightly Send me a postcard of the places you have travelled Send me a postcard of at the places have found And I will be right here sitting on our back porch Just don’t send me a postcard if you settle down Just don’t send me a postcard if you settle down Lately I watch the leaves fall from the trees and think it’s true we must be through Straightly I walk this path and ask myself what did I ever see in you Send me a postcard of the places you have travelled Send me a postcard of at the places have found And I will be right here sitting on our back porch Just don’t send me a postcard if you settle down Just don’t send me a postcard if you settle down Just don’t send me a postcard if you settle down Just don’t send me a postcard if you settle down
9.
He'd be your friend, at least you thought he was He's trying too hard man, he's grasping at straws He's looking past me into my gals face "Why don't y'all come see me down at the race" She begged me please "C'mon you know, You never take me no place that I wanna go" Dirty Wet Dog He's smelt before seen It'll take more than more than soap to get 'im clean He'll steal your girl Before you know he's there A collar round neck and grease in his hair Greasy Black Stains, tattoos on his arm Guitar 'round his back, ain't lacking in charm The bird by his side, stacked up like a log Well he ain't much cleaner than a Dirty Wet Dog Dirty Wet Dog goes sniffing around howling at the cats and cutting em down Laying a patch on the new asphalt road Screaming down main in his hoped up load My chick disappeared suddenly in a fog Somebody better put a leash on that Dirty Wet Dog Dirty Wet Dog He's smelt before seen It'll take more than more than soap to get 'im clean He'll steal your girl Before you know he's there A collar round neck and grease in his hair Greasy Black Stains, tattoos on his arm Guitar 'round his back, ain't lacking in charm The bird by his side, stacked up like a log Well he ain't much cleaner than a Dirty Wet Dog One on the side of the road, I was left in the dust His stacked little birdie alone in disgust I took her my arms and I said to her sweet “Let’s leave the dog to the bitch and get something to eat.”
10.
Floored 03:16
I was floored My tongue was hanging three feet down I cried lord Thought I was lost but I've been found I cried more, You make me howl like a hound I’m a spending, I’m a playin’ You got me down on my knees Like I’m praying for you baby man I got your love disease You caught me hook line and sinker You give me something to believe I was floored My tongue was hanging three feet down I cried lord Thought I was lost but I've been found I cried more, You make me howl like a hound Give me purpose, reason to live you went a gave me a vice Dedicated to your loving You never catch thinking twice If it’s a sin you baby Then I am going to pay the price I was floored My tongue was hanging three feet down I cried lord Thought I was lost but I've been found I cried more, You make me howl like a hound I said woo-wee Shake that pretty thing for all to see I said hey pretty mama Why don’t you come home with me I said hey pretty mama Why don’t you come home with me I was floored My tongue was hanging three feet down I cried lord Thought I was lost but I've been found I cried more, You make me howl like a hound
11.
Get On Home 03:16
I asked my mother my mother “What did I do to make you sad?” I asked my father, my father, “What did I do that was so bad?” He said, “Son, I don't know what the hell you're talking' about". "Why don't you get one home." Home Home I asked day brother, my brother, “What did you see last night?” I asked my brother, my brother, “What did it take to see the light?” And he said "Brother, I don't know what the hell you're talking 'bout." "Why don't you get on home?" Home Home
12.
Gotta peach sangria gotta beer with lime Empty shot glasses, endless summertime Michelada, margarita, mojito, mezcal If the worlds really ending The devils got me now Cheeks are burning up My skin is tanned Women all smile, Wanna touch your hand Try not to ponder, Keep it on the low If you think too long, Then you’ll start to know I said Hey Ho Mexico We’ll party like our night to cut loose Cause it is Oh cause it is We’ll say hey Ho Mexico We’ll party like it our last night on earth Cause it is Cause it is Grapefruit Paloma, Corona’d be a crime For Bloody Maria And coyol wine One tequila, two tequila Three tequila four! If it were any other time I’d meet the floor Aqua de pina Sitting at my side Waistline tan You never had to hide Strangers feel it too They can see her glow But if you think to long Then you’ll start to know I said Hey Ho Mexico We’ll party like our night to cut loose Cause it is Oh cause it is We’ll say hey Ho Mexico We’ll party like it our last night on earth Cause it is Cause it is The suns coming up on tomorrow But tomorrow is dead as the dusk Little ones thank your soul for the borrow And you’re left with nothing but husk Airhorn blowing Up in your face Dated pop stars Join the rat race Far away from home It’s another world While the old one burns And the edges curled Ready to leave Ready for more Not the first one That it happened for It all begins And you’re proud to grow But if you think to long Then you’ll start to know I said Hey Ho Mexico We’ll party like our night to cut loose Cause it is Oh cause it is We’ll say hey Ho Mexico We’ll party like it our last night on earth Cause it is Cause it is The suns coming on on tomorrow But the sky’s left the colour of rust Sank it all in and saw what could grow And you’re left, you’re nothing but dust

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"Got Lucky" features a range of '50's flavoured rock and roll. From the hard edged "Calling All Cars", to the bouncy "Hula-Hula Girl", the jungle rhythms of "The Apeman", to the straight ahead rockabilly sounds of "Rumble Strip" and "Long & Lanky"

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released June 13, 2018

The Dice Cubes - Got Lucky!

The Dice Cubes:
James Harapiak, Vocals
Dawson Walker, Guitars
Tim Resaul, Drums
Sean Gristwood, Bass

Background vocals by:
Tim Resaul, Sean Gristwood,
Gavin Dunn and Dawson Walker

Organ on DRVMCRZ:
Jesse Peters

All lyrics by James Harapiak
All music by The Dice Cubes
Recorded and Mixed by Gavin Dunn
Mastered by Doug Organ
@ Edmontone Studio
Art & Layout by James Harapiak
The Dice Cubes copyright 2018

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The Dice Cubes Edmonton, Alberta

Rock ‘n’ roll is alive and well! The irresistible beat has been rooted deep in our musical consciousness. This is why The Dice Cubes seem both familiar and shockingly new. The Dice Cubes tap into this vibration while shaping their own distinct beat.
While The Dice Cubes have other styles of music at their fingertips, it is that bedrock pulse laid down in ’57, that resonates through their music!
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