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A Different Sea Please, don’t come blubbering to me So another bird has flown the coop Another broken heart another ego bruise Feeling dirty, used and cheap And there’s one less fish in the sea I’m so tired of listening, shouldering your weight for you It’s not like we’re brothers, I’m not your mother. It’s just no good Please, I’ve heard it all before You met her cruising down the dairy isle Or on some grubby little internet trawl You always catch but never keep So there’s one less fish in the sea Please don’t get emotional but are you comfortable in your own skin? Maybe it’s just possible you should be fishing in a different sea?
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