You're So Yesterday — Marvelous 3

I guess I met the devil, but I sure didn't know no better You were kool as hell like e-mail, but still timeless like a letter As I sit and I stare at the satanic glare, on the glass frame in front of your face You're alone on my shelf, yelling, look at yourself I feel like Bobby Brady breaking the vase

But now you're all screwed up

(chorus) You're so yesterday Miles away Promised myself on new years day I'd take a bath today And wash you away As all of your little blonde hairs go down the drain

Your sister called me yesterday to tell me I was a loser At least I haven't lost my mind, and at least I'm not a boozer As I tried to heed to your wants and your needs You were solemnly lost in space So keep reading your books on how to give dirtly looks Everytime I should be put in my place

Now you're all screwed up

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I guess I met the devil, but I sure didn't know no better You were cool as hell like e-mail, but still timeless like a letter

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