The Boy Done Good





Strange As It May Seem, I Once Had My Football Dreams


But I Was Always The Last One, The Last To Get Chosen


When My Classmates Picked Their Teams





I Guess That Was The Way It Stayed In Every Game I Played


Life Just Tripped Me And Clattered And Kicked Me


Till You Picked Me From The Parade





Now I Feel Like I've Won The Cup Every Time That We


Make Love


Forty-five Minutes Each Way, At Halftime I Hear A Brass


Band Play





The Boy Done Good, The Girl Done Better,


The Seasons Turn And We're Still Together,


The Sky Is Still Blue And Tomorrow Is Another Day





You Weren't That Kind Of A Girl Who Likes Her Studs To


Be Covered In Mud


Taking You To The Pictures Was A Regular Fixture


For One Of Life's Eternal Subs





I Tried Hard Acting Tough, But I Just Can't Stand The


Taste Of That Stuff


Like Some Macho Park Player I Got In The Way Of


In Some Grudge Match Against His Club


But I'm Happier How I Am Today Now I've Put My


Boots Away


I Guess I'll Never Get Picked To Play My Song On Match


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