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Oh, nothing. Everything's great.
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Fabulous. Zippity-dippity.
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Okay, let me guess. She dumped you.
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What is wrong with me?
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Everybody has somebody.
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And all I've got is my boyish good looks
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and this mariachi band.
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Oh! So itchy!
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Come on. Let's get you cleaned up.
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All I wanted is true love.
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Is that too much to ask?
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Why is it so quiet?