So Damn Hard (to be So Damn Good)

I wake up on the floor, I don't remember why

A little blood on my shirt, I got a big black eye

I'm dressed for success, just don't look under the hood

It's so damn hard to be so damn good

I walk down the street, I got a spring in my step

I owe Tom a little money, made a few bad bets

I spent too much scratch on an Italian suit

It's so damn hard to be so damn cute

Babe, I'm feelin' myself, I greet the haters with a smile

It's so damn hard to have so much style

I fall flat on my face while I'm hailin' a cab

Kids are laughin' on the corner, yeah, but I'm not mad

I tell 'em, "Stay in school," some other good advice

It's so damn hard to be so damn nice

Hecklers at the concert, baby, critics can be cruel

It's so damn hard to be so damn cool

I'm singin' outta tune, but I don't care

My wife, she likes me even more now that I'm losin' my hair

You say you feel my pain, babe, I wish you could

It's so damn hard to be so damn good

It's so damn hard to be so damn good