September Song

For it's a long, long while
From May to December
But the days grow short
When we reach September
(When we reach September)

And the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time
For the waiting game

But the days dwindle down
To a precious few
September, November

And these few precious days
I'll spend with you
And these few precious days
I'll spend with you

(How ya, how ya, how ya, how ya, how ya, how ya doin'?)
With, with you, you