Born To Runner-Up

It's been the same old tale for years
I fall on blind eyes and, of course, deaf ears
I'm growin' weary of competin' when I can't even place
When I can't get one single cheer

If I could turn myself into another for a day...
It'd sure be a temptin' thing to do...
I'd like to think that I could get the gold
But I was born to runner-up

She's never been too keen on men
But once she meets you, she is surely bound to bend
I'm not insensitive, but with you as my case and point, well
That herring always turns bright red

If I could turn myself into another for a day...
It'd sure be a temptin' thing to do...
But I can't change anythin' just like that
Guess I was born to runner-up

If I could turn myself into another for a day...
It'd sure be a temptin' thing to do...
When all those awards came a-hangin' over me
I'd take home that prize if I was you
But I'll just have to be happy with me
The one who's born to runner-up