Yesterday
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Yesterday
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Yesterday
I met you
Stars were out
Sky was blue
And I knew
I wanted to
Be with you
I would always laugh
At everything you'd say
I always thought our love
Would forever be this way
But ten o'clock this 'morn
I went down on you
I took a deep breath
And many chunks I blew
I really cannot deal
With the smell of you
I really love you but
I think that we are through
Yesterday
You were there
I put a rose
In your hair
And I knew
I had to
Marry you
I never thought I'd cry
While you were in my life
I wanted to try
Making you my wife
But when we both woke up
I started to chew
On your labia
And many chunks I blew
I simply cannot deal
With the smell of you
I really love you but
I think that we are through
I love you
But P.U.
I love you
P.U.
Yesterday
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