Oh! September - Mirah Yom Tov Zeitlyn, Ginger Brooks Takahashi, Mirah

Doo-wop, doo-wop

Doo-wop, doo-wop

Doo-wop, doo-wop

Doo-wop, doo-wop

Doo-wop, doo-wop

Doo-wop, doo-wop

Doo-wop, doo-wop

Doo-wop, doo-wop

I said wouldn’t it be nice

Give me a mountain paradise

We’ll leave the sheets out in the rain

And listen to that lonesome train

Summer slowly turns to fall

Tomatoes ripe we eat them all

Tangly vines around our shoes

We conquer everything we do

One seatbelt around us two

Windows rolled down

70's sounds and doo-wop tunes

Shown the secrets of metal

By your accordion friend

Now you might just learn how to shred

The pictures made us change our view

We sleep on blankets in the living room

It’s our work, we’re so involved

Sorry we turned the phone off if you called

Meet me at the back-shack, baby

You’ll bring your little ukelele

Oh take up reel!

make it all right

Let’s make a song on the 8-track tonight

Pack up the patch cords

Look back on the last one

In the beginning we made up rules

We thought we’d jam first thing every morning

But we let some goals slip to the side

Sleeping late, letting our bodies decide

Now we’ll head back home

Oh!

september where did you go

Meet me at the back-shack, baby

You’ll bring your little ukelele

Oh take up reel!

make it all right

Let’s make a song on the 8-track tonight

Meet me at the back-shack, baby x11