Lyrics

It was 82 degrees the first day of November Leaves were still on the trees We used to wear coats, best I remember Had already passed the first freeze It was 88 degrees the first day of November Smoke was hanging in the air 40 Days with no rain, and the grain turned to cinders Hope turned into a Prayer It's getting hot in here, It's getting hot in here It's the new November, and the season's so strange I have reason to believe it'll never be the same again It's getting hot in here It was 91 degrees the first day of November Used to be my favorite time of year Didn't see no birds flying south for the winter If winter comes at all this year It was 95 degrees the first day of November On the trees there were no leaves at all If it's just a dream, it's one I'll remember Wake up and read the writing on the wall It's getting hot in here, It's getting hot in here It's the new November, and the season's so strange I have reason to believe it'll never be the same again It's getting hot in here
Writer(s): Tim Stafford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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