Oh, I'm as restless as a
willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as a puppet
on a string
Maybe I could say that
I had the spring fever
But don't you know I know it,
it isn't spring
Getting kind of lazy and I'm feeling kind
of crazy, baby
Star- eyed and vaguely discontented
Just like a bluebird
Without a song to sing you
Getting kind of lazy and I'm feeling kind
of crazy
Don't you know I'm wondering
why it's so
So tell me, baby,
why should I have the spring fever
When everybody knows it
Getting kind of lazy and I'm feeling kind
of crazy, baby
Everybody knows it
isn't spring yet
La- dee- da- da- doo, la-
dee- doo- dee- oo- die
And I just keep on wishing
I were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new street
People moving all around me everywhere
On a strange new street
I keep hearing words
that I have never heard
From a girl that someday
I'd like to meet
Wait until I meet her, oh, let me meet her
Like a spider spinning dreams
Man, I'm busy, yes,
I'm busy spinning daydreams
And I'm giddy like a little
one on a swing
Oh, what a beautiful spring
I haven't seen a crocus
or a rosebud yet
No cro cus or a rosebud, oh no
And I haven't seen a robin
high on a wing
And I don't believe I'll see one
Still, I feel so gay in
a melancholy way
That it might as well,
might as well be spring again
Don't you know it might as well?
I tell you that it might as well
be spring over again
Don't you agree?
Might as well be spring again
Might as well be spring
again
Look at the spider, look at the spider,
look at the spider
Keep spinning day dreams
But his days have gone forever
How I feel the need of
that poor old butterfly
Because I haven't seen
crocus or a rosebud
So sad and blue
Because I haven't seen a robin so high on a wing,
pretty thing
Still I feel so gay
In a melancholy, melancholy,
melancholy way
That it might as well, my baby
That it might as well be spring
Yes, it might as well be
spring again
Getting kind of lazy
and I'm feeling kind of crazy
'Cause it might as well be
spring in all its glory
Spring to end my story
Someone should ask you about
this song
You tell 'em that Moody's
been here and he's gone