I've
got the three month blues
Now
that I haven't seen
My
baby in three months.
The
numbers on the wall
Haven't
changed
The
zip code is still
just
the same
But
my baby is still
A
long three months away.
I've
got the three month blues
Forming
all around
Up
from the floor
To
the curtained walls.
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