Lyrics

Calendar Girl

January, February's fine,
March and April, May June and July.
Turning the pages over, a month at a time,
Every day of August she's gonna be mine.

Calendar Girl, Calendar Girl.
She's my Calendar Girl, she looks so fine,
Giving me all of her time.

So every day her picture's on my wall.
And she's the one I like the best of all.
Monday to Friday, she's looking my way.
Every nine 'til five she's making my day.

Calendar Girl, Calendar Girl.
She's my Calendar Girl, she looks so fine,
Giving me all of her time.
My Calendar Girl.

So every day of August I feel fine,
And even when the week-end comes, you know,
She's always on my mind.

I know another could never be the same.
The summer's over and I never knew her name.
I'm turning the pages, but is it goodbye?
Suddenly September has that look in her eye.

Calendar Girl, Calendar Girl.
She's my Calendar Girl, she looks so fine,
Giving me all of her time.
My Calendar Girl.
She's my Calendar Girl, and she's so fine,
I wish she really was mine.
Calendar Girl, Calendar Girl.