She's Too Good for Me - Franc Moody

You know I’ve only got myself to blame

'Cause the writing’s on the wall, yeah, yeah

And I’ve nothing left to offer you

Ooh, nothing left at all, no, no

Your red hair, your blue eyes

Your full lips and those long legs

Only serve as confirmation

When I’m without ya, I’ve no hope

I’m low-life and you still cope

It only proves that you’re too patient

Everyone says

She’s too good for me

And they’re so right, so right

It’s a fact, they say

She’s too good for me

And they’re right, so right

She’s slippin' through my fingers

And that’s crystal clear to see

'Cause she could’ve had anyone that she damn wanted

But sadly she got me, oh, no

And it seems you’ve finally realised

That you’re too good for me

And the saddest thing of all

Is that I can’t help but agree, oh

Everyone says

She’s too good for me

And they’re so right, so right

It’s a fact, they say

She’s too good for me

And they’re so right, so right

They circle around like vultures waiting for the kill

'Cause I’ve been punching above my weight

Ever since I met you

Everyone says

She’s too good for me

And they’re so right, so right

It’s a fact, they say

She’s too good for me

And they’re so right, so right

Everyone says

She’s too good for me

They’re so right, so right

It’s a fact, they say

She’s too good for me

She’s too good for me

She’s too good for me

And they’re so right, so right

She’s too good for me

She’s too good for me