January time is not on my side That's the weight of my lore February what can I do but hide I see the light once more March they tell me They sent a soulsister We prefer not to meet April is on but my trouble ain't over Events tend to repeat May I take a plane and cross the ocean I wish I wasn't here June is yellow I cough quite often A woman hails me dear July pa**es as swift as an arrow All my friends are away August is hot and unpleasantly slow Very little to say September I bang my head on the wall The entire planet shakes October a month I don't like at all I water my mandrakes November whatever I ask they say No did I do something wrong December I've nothing else to do So I write another song