January Boy

This time, you'll be alright If you're feeling a little less coy You can swing for the fences And give my condolences To the January boy Nobody is calling you Nobody is calling you a baby There's a magnet in your mind Talking to the hand on your mouth But you don't know north from south This time you'll be alright If you're feeling a little less coy You can swing for the fences And give my condolences To the January boy Maybe you could call him late Maybe you could call it fate or karma Honey you may find Some days aren't the same anymore Someone's at the door This time you'll be alright If you're feeling a little less coy You can hunt for the answers And just show Casablancas To the January boy Boy