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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm |
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I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string |
| [00:45.48] |
I'd say that I had spring fever |
| [00:46.14] |
But I know it isn't spring |
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I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented |
| [00:53.40] |
Like a nightingale without a song to sing |
| [01:08.19] |
Oh, why should I have Spring fever |
| [01:11.04] |
When it isn't even spring? |
| [01:20.58] |
I keep wishing I were somewhere else |
| [01:21.27] |
Walking down a strange new street |
| [01:21.99] |
Hearing words that I have never heard |
| [01:22.74] |
From a girl I've yet to meet |
| [01:30.03] |
I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams |
| [01:44.22] |
I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing |
| [01:58.89] |
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the wing |
| [02:00.18] |
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way |
| [02:41.37] |
That it might as well be spring |
| [02:47.22] |
It might as well be spring |
