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Three Months

You always hated every gorgeous coffee curl
You could never see that,
That to him they meant the world

I am letting, you know
I am ready, to feel you
I am letting, you know
I am ready, to feel you

I keep on calling just to get the machine
I've got to go on now;
Having thought this wasn't your last year

I am letting, you know
I am ready, to feel you
I am letting, you know
I am ready, to feel you

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