«Sorry to spoil the party»— Roger Federer after beating Rafael Nadal in the 2009 Madrid Open final
Pain is only temporary, victory is forever. ©the truth
She's got the kind of look that defies gravity
She's the greatest cook
And she's fat free
She's been to private school
And she speaks perfect French
She's got the perfect friends
Oh isn't she cool?
She practices Tai Chi
She'd never lose her nerve
She's more than you deserve
She's just far better than me
Hey, hey
So don't bother
I won't die of deception
I promise you won't ever see me cry
Don't feel sorry
And don't bother
I'll be fine
But she's waiting
The ring you gave to her will lose its shine
So don't bother, be unkind
I'm sure she doesn't know
How to touch you like I would
I beat her at that one good
Don't you think so?
She's almost six feet tall
She must think I'm a flea
I'm really a cat you see
And it's not my last life at all
For you, I'd give up all I own
And move to a communist country
(If you came with me, of course)
And I'd file my nails so they don't hurt you
And lose those pounds,
and learn about football
If it made you stay,
but you won't, but you won't
So don't bother,
I'll be fine, I'll be fine, I'll be fine, I'll be fine
Promise you won't ever see me cry
And after all I'm glad that I'm not your type
Promise you won't ever see me cry
Don't bother,
I'll be fine, I'll be fine, I'll be fine, I'll be fine
Promise you won't ever see me cry
And after all I'm glad that I'm not your type
Promise you won't ever see me cry. 
