Luyện nghe bài hát It Might as Well Be Spring

I'm as restless as a in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as a on a string
I'd say I had spring fever
But I know it isn't spring

I'm as eyed and vaguely discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to
Oh, why should I spring fever
I know it isn't even spring?

I keep wishing I somewhere else
down a strange new street
Hearing words that I have heard
From a man I yet to meet

I'm as busy as a spider spinning
I'm as giddy as a on a swing
I seen a crocus or a rosebud
Or a robin on the

But I feel so gay in a way
That it as well be spring
Yes, it might, as well be spring

Oh, I keep I were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new
words that I have never, never heard
From a man I yet to meet

I'm as busy as a spinning daydreams
I'm as as a baby on a swing
I haven't a crocus or a rosebud
Or a on the wing

My, I so gay in a melancholy way
That it as well be spring
Yeah, it might, as well be spring