Another Man's Prize Songtext
von Al Kooper

Sand in the heat and the sun in her hair
Ocean at her feet
There was no one else there
And I silently wept as she turned me away
The tears on my face?
Salt-water, I prayed...
Daughter of a banker with the green in her blood
And me such a failure - just a poor fool in love
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Everyone said: You ve just one thing in common,
You re both out of your heads
How could I be with ANOTHER MAN S PRIZE?
How could I possibly rationalize?
Blinded by beauty in a web spun full of lies
She was not my possession
But ANOTHER MAN S PRIZE
He was born into high stock of privilige and class
And there but for fortune still I never will pass
But he took for granted what I treasured for life


Nearly cost him his wife
He couldn t tell she was ANOTHER MAN S PRIZE
She just slipped through his fingers
neath the glaze in his eyes
And as I was about to reach that very highest of highs
It was my miscalculation
Cause she was ANOTHER MAN S PRIZE
The worst feeling on earth is to know you ve been used
Specially after that moment when two bodies are fused
When you build a false heaven - you ve the devil to pay
And now that I know how I wound up this way
How could I be with ANOTHER MAN S PRIZE?
How could I possibly rationalize?
Blinded by beauty in a web spun full of lies
She was not my possession
But ANOTHER MAN S PRIZE
She was not my possession
But ANOTHER MAN S PRIZE