Lou Reed - September Song Lyrics
When I was a young man courting the girlsI played me the waiting gameIf a maid refused me with a tossing curls, oh,I let the old earth, take a couple of whirlsWhile I plied her with tears in prays of pearlsAnd as time came around she came my wayAs time came around she cameFor its a long, long while, from May to DecemberAnd the days grow short, when you reach SeptemberAnd I have the lost my tears, and the walking in the little rainHey honey, I haven't gotta time for gaining Waiting GameAnd the days turn to crawl(?grow old?) as they grow fewSeptember, NovemberAnd these few colden(?golden?) days I'd like to spend 'em with youThese golden days, I'd like to spend 'em with youAnd the days dwindle down to a precious fewSeptember, NovemberAnd I'm not quite a quip for the waiting gameI have a little money, and I have a little painAnd these few golden days, as the days grow so fewThese golden days, I'd like to spend 'em with youThese precious golden days, I'd like to spend 'em with youSeptember song, September songSeptember song, September song