The Loser

Well he wakes up late for breakfast
His head's all out of place
He dashes for the bus stop
To find the door slammed in his face

Always the loser
Always the loser
Always the loser
But he never seems to mind

Now he dreams of office romance
And that Cary Grant mystique
She says: "dear, you must be joking, I'm way out of your league"

Always the loser
Always the loser
Always the loser
But he never seems to mind

Once he dared to set foot in the promised land
Where the kings and queens of cool reside
Every earthly pleasure was at his command
But every night his empty heart would fear
His eyes had lied

Picked last by the captain
It's a recurring theme
Take one on the chin son
For the losing team

Always the loser
Always the loser
Always the loser
But he never seems to mind

Always the loser
Alone in his confused world
Always the loser
And he never
Never feels ashamed