They passed me by, all of those great romances
Because of you're robbing me of my rightful chances
My picture clear, everything seemed so easy
But then you dealt me the blow, one of us had to go
How you hurt me, I want you to know

One of us is crying, one of us is lying in her lonely bed
Staring at the ceiling, wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely, one of us is only waiting for a call
Sorry for herself, feeling stupid, feeling small
Wishing you had never left at all, never left at all

Donna, what's the rush?
The wedding
Oh yeah, about this wedding
Why didn't you tell me it was Sophie getting married?
That is absolutely none of your business
And what's this Sky guy like? Is he good enough for her?
And that's none of your business either

Alright, be a bloody martyr, listen, I've got kids
I know it's hard for you doin' it on your own
Oh, don't bloody patronize me, I love doin' it on my own
Every morning I wake up and I thank Christ
I don't have some middle-aged menopausal man to bother me
I'm free, I'm single and it's great