Luyện nghe bài hát It Might as Well Be Spring

I'm as as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a
I'd say that I had fever
But I it isn't spring

I am starry-eyed and discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to
Oh, why I have Spring fever
it isn't even spring?

I keep I were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new
Hearing words that I have heard
From a girl I've yet to

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 wing
But I so gay in a melancholy way
it might as well be spring

It might as well be