Lyrics:
Yesterday Jazz

this sane. You can call this eccentric. He marks his books with steak knives. All we are is lunch for the sky. Why can't we be jazz musicians? A little

[Jazz] I Remember We Used To Ask Each Other How Many Kids Are We Gon' Have I Remember We Used To Make Plans Like 'I Cook The Food, You Cut The Grass'

All day yesterday My cellphone's call signal kept going off An out-of-tune fuzz guitar In a strange park On my motorbike, oblivious Overtaking the wind

yesterday) (I was a shorty b-boy around the way) (Felt like yesterday) (I was a shorty b-boy around the way) (Felt like yesterday) (Felt like yesterday

, cause with shorties I'm like a vet But it wasn't the same, a introduction sparked the flame Poetically, without hesitation she said her name I was Ayanna Monet, just came to town yesterday

was my baby) damn right she was (but she put me down) oh well now I'm movin' up and I'm movin' out x2 (love aint simple, you gotta be that way) x2 yesterday

can call this sane. You can call this eccentric. He marks his books with steak knives. All we are is lunch for the sky. Why can't we be jazz musicians