Eleven is the luck most people haven't
Eleven is the navel of ideas
Eleven is like a light in a gloomy cavern
Eleven is the haven of your fears
Eleven, more can never come
You ask what is there to be done?
It's up to you when it will run
Eleven is all I can and can't imagine
Eleven is a hint of destiny
Eleven, you got it, well, I never
Eleven, a lucky number, you will see
Eleven, more can never come
It's up to you, when it will run
Don't ask what is there to be done
Eleven is the luck most people haven't
Eleven is the navel of ideas
Eleven is like a light in a gloomy cavern
Eleven is the haven of your fears
