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Elijah White

Dr. Elijah White (1806–1879) was a missionary and agent for the United States government in Oregon Country during the mid-19th century. A trained physician from New York State, he first traveled to Oregon as part of the Methodist Mission in the Willamette Valley. He returned to the region after a falling-out with mission leader Jason Lee as the leader of one of the first large wagon trains across the Oregon Trail and as a sub-Indian agent of the federal government. In Oregon he used his authority to regulate affairs between the Natives and settlers, and even between settlers. White left the region in 1845 as a messenger for the Provisional Government of Oregon to the United States Congress, returning in 1850 before leaving again for California in the early 18… more »

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Three past noon
I know you thinkin' bout me so true
I can't get on the phone, boo hoo
But when I can I wanna talk to you
I wanna tell you how I feel
Tell you how my love is real
How I am the real deal
No cheap thrill, so for-real
Baby tell me how you feel
Yeah, I know your lonely
Out on brunch drinkin' mimosas with your shawties
High on life, shakin' your booty like a thottie
Buyin' hella rounds callin' the waiter, Scotty Too Hottie
I know your in pain
Can't wait, so impatient
So gone, so faded
How can I explain it
Ooh I'm such a jerk to you
Petty arguments is what got us spooked
You know I love you like you love your favorite food
And I love you more than I love my favorite shoes
I know you are so mad, explain it boo
No lies, nothin' but truths
Please come home, I got somethin' for you
Nothin' but love, affection, maybe two
Three past noon
I know you thinkin' bout me so true
I can't get on the phone, boo hoo
But when I can I wanna talk to you
I wanna tell you how I feel
Tell you how my love is real
How I am the real deal
No cheap thrill, so for-real
Baby tell me how you feel
Walk into the door, stumblin'
Shorty drunk as hell, fumblin'
I can tell she heard my voicemail
Breathe inhale, exhale
Ask how was her day, said it was perfect
Said the brunch with all her friends was really worth it, but
She said it was missin' somethin'
A light skinned man who was 5 foot somethin'
Who holds me down, when I'm goin' through somethin'
She said I'm talkin bout you boy
She want me bad, like a playboy
Stunnin' harder than a dough boy
And I want her too
Them mimosas man they are the truth
My love is so pure so comfortable
Baby tell me what we gonna do, do-, do
Three past noon
I know you thinkin' bout me so true
I can't get on the phone, boo hoo
But when I can I wanna talk to you
I wanna tell you how I feel
Tell you how my love is real
How I am the real deal
No cheap thrill, so for-real
Baby tell me how you feel (three past noon-)
I know you thinkin' bout me so true
I can't get on the phone, boo hoo
But when I can I wanna talk to you
I wanna tell you how I feel
Tell you how my love is real
How I am the real deal
No cheap thrill, so for-real
Baby tell me how you feel
Baby tell me what we gonna do, do
Three past noon
I can't get on, can't get on

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