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 cla*smates picked their teams I guess that was the way it stayed In every game I played Life just kicked me, clattered and tripped 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 Bra*s band play The boy done good, the girl done better The seasons turn and we're still together The sky's still blue and tomorrow is another day The boy done good, the girl done better The seasons turn and we're still together The sky's still blue and tomorrow is another day You weren't that kind of a bird 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 Though I tried hard acting tough 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 Still 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 of the day The boy done good, the girl done better The seasons turn and we're still together The sky's still blue and tomorrow is another day The boy done good, the girl done better The seasons turn and we're still together The sky's still blue and tomorrow is another day The boy done good, the girl done better The seasons turn and we're still together The sky's still blue and tomorrow is another day The boy done good, the girl done better The seasons turn and we're still together The sky's still blue and tomorrow is another day