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I was once the sorest of sore losersFaced defeat with anger and with shameThen one day I woke to my good sensesThankfully I've never been the sameI've learned to smile with wild abandonWhen I shake the consolation handI can say ?Good game!? with heartfelt pleasureAs if losing was the very thing I'd plannedI'm the king of all good sportsIt's a victory of sorts to say thatI'm a magnificent loserAnd I can take embarrassment with gleeI'm a magnificent loserAnd now everybody wants to play with mePlay with meEverybody wants to play with meBefore I came to my conversionLife was never like I thought it shouldCouldn't bear the smallest of small failuresAnd on top of that, I wasn't very goodNow that I've learned to be a loserI have no fear of better menI can look the victor in the eyeballAnd ask him ? Do you want to play again??SongtexteI'm the king of all good sportsIt's a victory of sorts to say thatI'm a magnificent loserAnd no one has more grace in their defeatI'm a magnificent loserI guess I've got a knack for getting beatGetting beatI guess I've got a knack for getting beatIf he makes you happier, of course you have to goOn that point I know we both agreeI can think of nothing that would bring a warmer glowThan to think of you as happier than meHappier than meSo when life brings its disappointmentsNo one will know I feel a thingI'll just keep laughing like a madmanI'll throw my shoulders back and then I'll singI'm the king of all good sportsIt's a victory of sorts to say thatI'm a magnificent loserAnd I can take embarrassment with gleeI'm a magnificent loserAnd now everybody wants to play with meA magnificent loserAnd I can take my downfalls with a grinI'm a magnificent loserAnd I don't know what I'd do if I should winI won't winBut I don't know what I'd doI don't know what I'd do if I should win Aus Songtexte Mania