The Lucksmiths - Macintyre Lyrics
Far from handsomeClose to uglyI pull my pants onI don’t look lovelyI wear a singlet underneath my shirtI tuck it in at all timesAnd as the plot gets thickerThe hair on top gets thinnerI’m not happy but I’m near enoughMisunderstoodMuch overweightMy eyesight’s goodBut it’s not greatI read my horoscope todayWhat have I got to hope for?Daydreaming as I do the dishesOf cuddles and kisses for Mr and MrsI’m not happy but I’m near enoughHalf-past eleven at the Clare CastleAnother day, another drink, another debacleSunlight makes the empty glasses sparkleI hardly noticeI’m hopelessI couldn’t save myself to save myselfI’m not happy but I’m near enough