Intro: I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string I'd say that I had Spring fever, but I know it isn't Spring I am starryeyed and vaguely discontented Like a nightingale without a song to sing Oh, why should I have Spring fever, when it isn't even Spring Bridge I keep wishing I were somewhere else Walking down a strange new street Hearing words that I have never heard From a girl I've yet to meet I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams, I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud, or a robin on the wing But I feel so gay, in a melancholy way That it might as well be Spring It might as well be Spring
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