They say that I’m a loser
And perhaps that may be true
Since I don’t have a lot of friends
And my interests are but few
I’m not a worldly person
Well versed in social graces
So I prefer to stay at home
Than go to public places
And I haven’t had a date in years
Afraid to take a chance
Lacking in the confidence
To be a stand up guy
I’m not a very clever man
Nor can I tell a joke
I’m neither tall or handsome
And I always am flat broke
I have no sense of humor
Or talent to create
Is it any wonder then
That I don’t have a mate
My Cleveland cavs got trounced
and I almost put a bullet in my head
luckily I cried myself to sleep...
at least I have a nice hairdoodoo
