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September Vibes

A subtle thing No horns or drums It’s hot as hell When September comes There’s nothing to see No colorful foliage But the kids down the street Are heading for college It’s the month of my birth And I’ll tell you right now I’ll be counting the days And fan my fiery brow There’s excitement in the air Why don’t they feel it? Am I all alone? I can’t bear to conceal it So I’ll wear a new smile And I’ll hum a gay tune If all else fails I might sleep until noon Just don’t steal my thunder Don’t tell me I’m daft For loving September Now that August has past

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