Lyrics

Well for one thing, there was a whole lot of guys Who'd like to be in my shoes But the upkeep on a woman like that Give an old poor boy the blues Still the pleasure was worth the pain Of everything she put me through And I consider myself one of the fortunate few Yeah and another thing She wasn't just good looking Her imagination just wouldn't quit She'd make you do things you never thought about And things you wouldn't want to admit There must be somebody else out there That feels about her like I do And I consider myself one of the fortunate few It felt so good to hurt so bad The best and worst that I ever had I know I bit off more than I could chew Still I consider myself one of the fortunate few Well that's the last thing I want to tell you Some things are better left unsaid A gentleman don't go talking about What happens in a woman's bed That's all I've got to say I'll leave the rest up to you But I consider myself one of the fortunate few