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Dear skinny fish, listen to me for a while. We have no more tears, no more struggle, no more wine. You're my little fish, swim to me and take some cheese. Do you still believe he would come back? He's a freak. And then my fish she says I thought he belongs to me. I know I should not mind. I cannot tell lies. He puts me aside... Fish starts to cry, other fishes cry and cry. Fish keeps on crying wu wu wu... Little baby fish, listen to me for a while. We have no more tears, no more struggle no more wine. From now on, from now on, from now on... From Letras Mania