She was working at the fast food
But she was looking for the door
She was smiling for the moment
But she knew she wanted more
He was acting silly
Trying to think of things to say
He didn't know it at the moment
That she'd steal his heart away
I want to know
Where the good ones are
On a bench down at the playground
She was playing with her kids
He was looking for a kindred
Someone who feels the way he did
Enjoying all there is to offer
A happy, active life
The life that shouldn't leave her
When a woman is a wife
I want to know
Where the good ones are
He saw her at the bookstore
Not expecting to go far
She was reading self-help
Like the broken always are
Every time his heart would side step
Then his head would lead the dance
'Til the overflowing passion
Couldn't get a half a chance
I want to know
Where the good ones are
She was selling coffee
He put a big tip in her jar
She was thinking later
She would meet him at the car
All the loving, caring feeling
They could fake on overtime
Not a nickel's worth of difference
No, it just ain't worth a dime
I want to know
Where the good ones are
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