You don't know what you've been missing
And I don't mean just all my kissing.
How many times have you been sad?
And a smile from me made you feel glad.
Now, if loneliness is what you desire,
From now on, you, I'll no longer admire.
I'll not be made out a heart-broken fool
When there's other fishes swimming in the pool.
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