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The night is bitter, |
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The stars have lost their glitter; |
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The winds grow colder |
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And 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 have all |
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Gone astray. |
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The man that won you |
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Has gone 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. It's all a crazy 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 will |
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Be the same. |
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Good riddance, good-bye! |
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Ev'ry 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 may turn up. |
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There's just no letup 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. |
