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You don't want him.
Hah, you're not sad,
Don't pretend you are.
You don't miss him one bit,
Continue to drink your liqueur.
You don't want his love or time,
Don't wish upon a star.
Your happiness isn't at all suppressed,
Your vagina is just depressed.
Don't pretend you are.
You don't miss him one bit,
Continue to drink your liqueur.
You don't want his love or time,
Don't wish upon a star.
Your happiness isn't at all suppressed,
Your vagina is just depressed.
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