Magnificent Loser

I was once the sorest of sore losers
Faced defeat with anger and with shame
Then one day I woke to my good senses
Thankfully I've never been the same
I've learned to smile with wild abandon
When I shake the consolation hand
I can say “Good game!” with heartfelt pleasure
As if losing was the very thing I'd planned

I'm the king of all good sports
It's a victory of sorts to say that
I'm a magnificent loser
And I can take embarrassment with glee
I'm a magnificent loser
And now everybody wants to play with me
Play with me
Everybody wants to play with me

Before I came to my conversion
Life was never like I thought it should
Couldn't bear the smallest of small failures
And on top of that, I wasn't very good
Now that I've learned to be a loser
I have no fear of better men
I can look the victor in the eyeball
And ask him ” Do you want to play again?”

I'm the king of all good sports
It's a victory of sorts to say that
I'm a magnificent loser
And no one has more grace in their defeat
I'm a magnificent loser
I guess I've got a knack for getting beat
Getting beat
I guess I've got a knack for getting beat

If he makes you happier, of course you have to go
On that point I know we both agree
I can think of nothing that would bring a warmer glow
Than to think of you as happier than me
Happier than me

So when life brings its disappointments
No one will know I feel a thing
I'll just keep laughing like a madman
I'll throw my shoulders back and then I'll sing

I'm the king of all good sports
It's a victory of sorts to say that
I'm a magnificent loser
And I can take embarrassment with glee
I'm a magnificent loser
And now everybody wants to play with me
A magnificent loser
And I can take my downfalls with a grin
I'm a magnificent loser
And I don't know what I'd do if I should win
I won't win
But I don't know what I'd do
I don't know what I'd do if I should win