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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