| There were two old middle aged men
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| And they were sitting in the corner bar
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| They were lying about what
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| Wonderful lovers they are
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| Bending each other’s ear
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| They were bending their elbows too
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| And they were holding their arms apart
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| Just the way fishermen do, singing
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| You should have seen the one that got away
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| And you should have seen the one that got away
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| There were two old middle aged girls
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| They were sitting in the beauty salon
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| Waiting for their nails to dry
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| They were putting each other on
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| They were trading the recipes
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| And all of the ways to save
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| One hundred and one night stands
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| With a brand new permanent wave, they were singing
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| You should have seen the one that got away
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| Oh, you should have seen the one that got away
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| Hindsight makes the heart grow fonder
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| That’s what it costs
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| When you run around saying I love you
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| With your fingers crossed
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| And it’s too late to go back now
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| OH that’s just about as good as it gets
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| For rock’n roll Romeos and their jukebox Juliets
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| And you can see them out on the street
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| Tryin' to figure out what it all means
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| When they try to make their lives complete
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| In the safety of their dreams
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| By putting their arms around the one that got away
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| And you should have seen the one that got away
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| Oh you should have seen the one that got away
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| And you should have seen the one that got away |