By Bragg/Marr strange as it may seem I once had my football dreams +6 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 +6 life just kicked me and clattered and tripped me til you picked 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 brassband play [chorus] the boy done good the girl done better seasons turn, we're still together the sky's still blue 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 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 pub But I'm happier than 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 [chorus] x 2 chords EADGBe 022000 - Em xx0232 - 332010 - C/G 320030 - G+6 320033 - G xx4432 - Nic