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It Might As Well Be Spring - Sarah Vaughan (萨拉·沃恩)
I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string
I'd say that I had spring fever
But I'm not with it on spring
I'm starry eyed and vaguely discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to sing
Oh why should I have spring fever
When it isn't even spring
I keep wishing I were someone else
Walking down a strange new street
Hearing words
That I've never heard from a man
I've yet to meet
I'm as busy as spider spinning daydreams
I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud
A robin on the wing
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring
And that's why I feeling this way
Yet I'm no it's not being today
But It might as well be spring
Ah ah ah
Eh eh eh
