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 I had Spring fever
But I know it Spring

I am starry-eyed and discontented
Like a nightingale a song to sing
Oh, why I have Spring fever
When it isn't Spring?

I wishing 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 haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the
But I feel so gay in a way
That it might as be Spring

It might as be Spring