"You'll never make it through" they said.
"They're bound to choose another"
"You are a loser -always were"
So I said, "Thank you, Mother"
But I am no contortionist
I can't juggle with a ball
I haven't got a friendly pet
I've got no friends at all
Or I can do some magic
Oh, that much clear
For when I enter a crowded room
The girls just disappear
It doesn't really matter, though
'Cause I'll try any trick
Just to get me on the show.
I may go through tonight, or not
Of that i do not know
But at least I can say to my girls
That Daddy's given it go