| I saw him at the corner store
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| He gave me candy,
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| I came back for more
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| I asked for his name,
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| He said call me J for James
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| He was 6'2 lots of style,
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| He had the recipe to make you smile
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| But he got too popular with the girls
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| So I erased him from my world
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| The next boy was cute and shy
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| But he never really looked me in the eye
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| Secretive I was intrigued
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| He was sweet, his name was Pete (Sweet Pete)
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| First time that he took me out,
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| I didn’t know what to talk about
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| So I took the initiative
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| And told Pete he had to leave
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| So I’m back to square one
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| With Mr Good For Nothing John
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| Ever since he brought me down,
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| I can’t get off the ground
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| It’s not like I don’t try,
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| And I’m pretty easy on the eye
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| But the one I really crave,
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| Is the one that got away
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| With each boy he gets worse,
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| But I’m still stuck on the first
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| Really hate to say,
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| I want the one that got away
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| He’s the star of the football team,
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| Can be found in every girl’s dream
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| We’ve been talking for a while,
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| You could say that he’s on trial
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| But whenever we’re alone,
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| His jaw’s like a gramophone
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| When he goes off the field,
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| With him goes his appeal
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| So I’m back to square one
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| With Mr Good For Nothing John
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| Ever since he brought me down,
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| I can’t get off the ground
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| It’s not like I don’t try,
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| And I’m pretty easy on the eye
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| But the one I really crave,
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| Is the one that got away
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| With each boy he gets worse,
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| But I’m still stuck on the first
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| Really hate to say,
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| I want the one that got away
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| Here she goes again,
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| With another boy on her hands
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| Word goes around
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| Real fast in this small town
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| All these rumors like I’m a stark,
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| Just wanna find
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| Someone to give my heart
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| No luck with James, Pete or the football stud
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| None of them can compare
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| None of them can compare
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| To my John
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| It’s not like I don’t try,
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| And I’m pretty easy on the eye
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| But the one I really crave,
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| Is the one that got away
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| With each boy he gets worse,
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| But I’m still stuck on the first
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| Really hate to say,
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| I want the one that got away
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| I want the one that got away |