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why the fuck you were'nt there when i watch before sunshine why the fuck this x-mas was a shit why the fuck you didn't call or write that postcard why the fuck it wasn't you who was hitting on me why the fuck you didn't walk with me by the beach and dance in the babies
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Me siento Cachondo.