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Love's like fishing in the ocean |
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Starve for days to catch a break |
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Waiting in that boat alone |
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Fish know something you don't |
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They told me there aren't many of us down here |
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All the good ones have been hooked |
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But I threw back the finest one |
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Now I'm the one who's been cooked |
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He got away, he got away |
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It's too late my baby's gone |
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He got away, he got away |
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How'd I blow it, now |
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I know that he's the one |
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But i took too long |
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Well everybody's got a notion |
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Of how the story's meant to be |
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But I got blinded by the stars |
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And missed the part meant for me |
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Yes I got all swept up with emotion |
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But it's too hot for me to face |
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Might of had a better plan |
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If I wasn't caught up in the chase |
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He got away, he got away |
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It's too late my baby's gone |
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He got away, he got away |
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How'd I blow it, now |
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I know that he's the one |
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But I took too long |
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Baby, he called me baby |
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When we were planning our registry |
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In tennis doubles and in couple's therapy |
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I'd make a special kind of wish list for |
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Christmas |
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In our Casa |
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Suburbia And the neighbors would say that they can't possibly go |
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To bed and read |
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He got away, he got away |
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It's too late my baby's gone |
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He got away, he got away |
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I could kick myself, 'cuz yeah, |
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I was horribly wrong |
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He got away, he got away |
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It's too late my baby's gone |
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He got away, he got away |
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How'd I blow it, now |
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I know that he's the one |
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But I took too long |
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Don't rub it in |
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Don't rub it in |
