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Very nice man |
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The road is bitter, |
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The stars have lost their glitter; |
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The winds grow colder |
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Suddenly you're older |
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And all because of the man that got away. |
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No more his eager call |
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The writing's on the wall |
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The dreams you dreamed |
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Have all gone astray |
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The man that won you |
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Has run off and undone you. |
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That great beginning |
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Has seen the final inning |
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Don't know what happened |
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It's all a crazy game |
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A game |
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No more that all-time thrill |
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For you've been through the mill |
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And never a new love |
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Will be the same |
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Good riddance, good-bye |
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Every trick of his you're on to |
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But fools will be fools |
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And where's he gone to? |
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The road gets rougher |
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It's lonelier and tougher |
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With hope you burn up |
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Tomorrow he might turn up |
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There's just no letup |
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The live-long night and day |
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Ever since this world began |
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There is nothing sadder than |
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A one-man woman looking for |
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The man that got away |
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The man that got away |
