(Joe NicholsSteve DeanWil Nance)



Here I sit a nobody with no one

Bein' me ain't really all that fun

Leavin' her wasn't very smart

Admittin' I was wrong wouldn't be so hard



If it was cool to be a fool

I'd be the hippest guy around

If a heartache made you famous

I'd be known from town to town

If tears were made of pennies

And a cold beer brought her back

My bank account and self esteem

Would both be in the black

If some Hollywood producer made a movie that was sad

About some guy who lost the best thing he ever had

Hey, I could be a star

If it was cool to be a fool



But we all know the way it really is

You don't get recognized for doin' things like this

You spend a lotta time feelin' sorry for yourself

It doesn't really mean that much to anybody else



If it was cool to be a fool

I'd be the hippest guy around

If a heartache made you famous

I'd be known from town to town

If tears were made of pennies

And a cold beer brought her back

My bank account and self esteem

Would both be in the black

If some Hollywood producer made a movie that was sad

About some guy who lost the best thing he ever had

Hey, I could be a star

If it was cool to be a fool



Hey, I could be a star

If it was cool to be a fool