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 on a string
I'd say that I had spring
But I know it isn't

I am starry-eyed and vaguely
a nightingale without a song to sing
Oh, why I have Spring fever
When it isn't spring?

I wishing I were somewhere else
Walking a strange new street
words that I have never heard
From a I've yet to meet

I'm as busy as a spider daydreams
I'm as giddy as a baby on a
I seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the wing
But I so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as be spring

It might as well be