You got your head in your supper
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And the eyes of your mother, baby
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Locked on you
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Everybody wants a piece of you, oh yeah
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And your phone keeps ringing
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Cause your cousin's singing at the local bar
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Everybody wants to be a star
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Just like you are
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You kept your face in the gutter for years
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Kept your eyes on the road
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You always felt you were meant for me
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Baby now you know
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Everybody wants a glimpse of the one that got away
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Everybody wants to see you
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And everybody wants to be you too
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It's funny how they put you down
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But now they think you're alright
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And everybody loves you now that
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You're the one that got away
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(The one that got away)
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See you were raised in the town
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Where the kids hang around the Pizza Hut parking lot
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Everybody talks a lot, no one likes to do, no
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And all the cub scout leaders at the local theaters
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Said you couldn't sing a song that well
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You told a€?em all to go to hell
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And went out on your own
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You got a headshot picture to
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Sell yourself to the world
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You tucked your scars up under your dress
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Like an American girl
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Everybody wants a glimpse of the one that got away
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Everybody wants to see you
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And everybody wants to be you too
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It's funny how they put you down
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But now they think you're alright
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And everybody loves you tonight
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You're the one that got away, yeah
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Everybody wants a glimpse of the one that got away
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Everybody wants to see you
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They all wanna be you too
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It's funny how they put you down
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But now they think you're alright
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And everybody loves you now that
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You're the one that got away
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Everybody wants a glimpse of the one that got away
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Everybody wants to see you
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And everybody wants to be you too
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It's funny how they put you down
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But now they think you're alright
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And everybody loves you now that
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You're the one that got away
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(The one that got away)
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The One That Got Away
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| Tim McGraw |
