BFD - Kathy Mattea
Lyrics by：Don Henry/Craig Carothers
Composed by：Don Henry/Craig Carothers
Produced by：Ben Wisch/Kathy Mattea
It ain't his fault
That she went AWOL
'Cause he tried everything from A to Z
Now it's J and B M and M's and KFC
Tryin' hard to make himself believe
It ain't no BFD he's got his CMT
No S E X but that's okay
At least he ain't no SOB like that PhD
That took his ex and ran off to LA
She liked CNN made fun of his TNN
Always called it E I E I O
Now their love is RIP
But at least he's F R E E
He he ain't cryin' on his P I L L O
It ain't no BFD
He's got his CMT
No SEX but that's okay
At least he ain't
At least he ain't
No SOB like that PHD
That took his EX and ran off to LA
One night he ordered pizza
For some R and R with the NFL
When a delivery girl named Lisa
Stole his heart when she rang his bell
Now they're in L U V and it's X T C
No S E X yet but that's A okay
A okay
Feels just like a VIP
With all of her TLC
And ASAP she'll be his fiance
And that's a BFD in a real good way
