Some people have a ways of tellin' things that couldn't be true
I guess I'm one of those jokers because I've told a few
Like the guy that goes out fishin' you can always hear him say
I got a few bites but my luck wasn't right and the big one got away
Now I like to go out fishin' for the different kind of fish you see
Collectin' beautiful women that's the kind of sport for me
But I lost my blue-ribbon baby like the fisherman I'm gonna say
I had her right in my lap but the line must have snapped and the big one got away
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I've got a way with women I know the right bait to toss
I know where to cast my lure for sure and get my line across
Well I really snagged a rare one I wish you could have seen her play
I came very near to the catch of the year but the big one got away
I knew I hooked a dandy when that beauty took a hold of my line
What a trophy to sit by my fireside just to show the friends of mine
Well she took my hook line and sinker but I couldn't reel her in to stay
I can catch my limit of everyday beauties but the big one got away
But the big one got away