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Can?t stop rubbin? the Buddha
Gimme that good good luck.

Went to a restaurant
Chinese chow mein
Little fat man on the register
The maitre d? explained
He said, ?All you do is rub that belly.
It?ll make you feel so fine.
here. Have a fortune cookie;
That?ll be $4.59.?

I can?t stop rubbin? the Buddha
Can?t stop rubbin? the Buddha
Gimme that good good luck.

Went back every day
But Chinese food it ain?t free
So I went to the Buddha store
Get a Buddha for me
He looks like Louis Armstrong
With big old dangly ears
Got a shiny spot on his belly
I?ve been rubbin? him there for years

I can?t stop rubbin? the Buddha
Can?t stop rubbin? the Buddha
Gimme that good good luck.

Everybody rub the Buddha

They said that I would sicken
It was just a question of when
Asked my physician
On his position
He said, ?Hey, man,
That?s Zen.?

I can?t stop rubbin? the Buddha
Can?t stop rubbin? the Buddha
Gimme that good good luck.