Luyện nghe bài hát It Might as Well Be Spring

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

I am and vaguely discontented
Like a without a song to sing
Oh, why I have Spring fever
When it isn't spring?

I keep wishing I were else
Walking down a strange new
words that I have never heard
From a girl yet to meet

I'm as busy as a spinning daydreams
I'm as as a baby on a swing
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the
But I feel so gay in a way
it might as well be spring

It might as well be