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The Impressions

September Song

 

September Song

(album: The Never Ending Impressions - 1964)


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 (higher) ith (higher) ith (higher) ith (higher)
(Hiya hiya doin')
With, with... you, you, you

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