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It's late in September, |
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beautiful and clear |
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the nights are so cold, |
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and I wash away my tears. |
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The leaves on the trees, |
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with colors so bright |
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caught by the wind |
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and soon out of sight |
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September girl |
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I'm still alone in this world |
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she's my September girl |
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still alone in this world |
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Down in the alley |
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I know I can hear |
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footsteps behind me, |
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but there's no one there. |
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Sitting and waiting |
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by my telephone |
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but nobody's ringing |
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and I'm still all alone |
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September girl |
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I'm still alone in this world |
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she's my September girl |
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still alone in this world |
