November is here, oh dear, oh dear..
I'm not ready for , this time of year!
It's time to buy plastic & rock salt at the store
and find the snow shovel (I'll need it for sure..)
I don't like warming my car up and such.
(November, I really don't like you too much)
all you are is the start and the end of it all
if i could choose ,i'd just let it stay fall..
I know Old man winter is moving right in
today i felt a chill, (I just know it was him...)
he's bringing his ice, his slush and his snow
He's really a hastle and puts on such a show...
He's chasing Autumn away and i'm sad
That man is too pushy - he makes me so mad...
