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The One That Got Away
Tom Waits
Well this gigolo's jumping salty, ain't no trade out on the streets,
Dressed in full orchestration, stageHalf past the unlucky, and the hawk's a front
And sent him home talking 'bout the one that got away
Could have been on Easy Street, could have been a wheel,
With irons in the fire and all them business deals
But the last of the big"I'll be right back, as soon as I crack the one that got away"
The short stop and the victim are already gone berserk
Well, the ambulance drivers, they don't give a shit,
They just want to get off work, and
And the shroudThe stiff is froze, the case is closed on the one that got away
Now Jim Crow's directing traffic with them cemetery blues,
And a wooden kimono that was all ready to drop in San Francisco Bay
With them peculiarBut he's mumbling something all about the one that got away
And Costello was the champion at the St. Moritz Hotel,
But his reputation is at large, and he's at Ben Frank's every day,
And the best this side of Fairfax, reliable sources tell
Waiting for the one that got away
With a little piece of chicken, and he's carving off a slice
He got a snakeskin sportshirt, and he looks like Vincent Price,
Someone tipped her off, and she'll be doing a Houdini now any day
She shook his hustle, and a Greyhound bus'll take the one that got away
Well, Andre's at the piano behind the Ivar in the sewers,
With a buck a shot for pop tunes, and a fin for guided tours
He couldWell I've lost my equilibrium and my car keys and my pride,
Now he's spilling whiskey and learning songs about a one that got away
The tattoo parlor's warm, and so I hustle there inside
And the grinding off the buzzI says, "Just don't misspell her name, buddy, she's the one that got away
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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