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Last Gasp Of A Single Man

by Bob Malone
From “Bob Malone” (1998)

Well I’m goin’ down once, goin’ down a second time
Goin’ down to the church to lay my love on the line
She said: “I do, now baby what about you?
We got a band and a limo and plane tickets for two”
So I took a deep breath and took my baby’s hand
And took the last, the last gasp of a single man

CHORUS
Last gasp of a single man
Last gasp of a single man
Last, last gasp

Too late to be nervous, too late for second thoughts
There was never a time that this could’ve been stopped
All of this is just a formality
Because the first time we met she took my breath away from me
I didn’t know then that it was out of my hands
It was the last, the last gasp of a single man

CHORUS

Bridge:
Well those hung over mornings and those one-night stands
Are a couple of the things that I won’t miss
This is the life I really wanted to live
At least I think it is…

Now when the preacher asked my baby: “do you take this man?”
I got to thinkin’ what she gives up when she gives me her hand
I’m not the only one to lose the right to roam free
Yeah, for the rest of her life she’s got to put up with me
She’ll take her first wedlocked breath before I can
Take the last, the last gasp of a single man

CHORUS

© 1994 Born Too Late Music (SESAC)