I know I'm no oil painting and punch above my weight
But God loves a trier, as in life we make our own fate
Because the mirror ain't my friend, avoiding my reflection
I seize up quick, I seize up fast, not wanting no attention
Though some seem to revel in being a good looker
Broken nose, bashed out teeth, years me playing that rugby ******
It sometimes works with a certain type, the rough and tumble man
Not clean cut Ken, sunbed skin, always topping up his fake tan
It's good to be a normal bloke, not caring for too much in this world
Just to wake up happy, change my daughters *****,
and be in love with my one and only girl.

JJB