Spring this year has got me feeling
Like a horse that never left the post
I lie in my room, staring up at the ceiling
Spring can really hang you up the most
College girls are writing sonnets
In the tender passion they're engrossed
Oh, but I'm on the shelf just like last year's Easter bonnet
Spring can really hang you up the most
All afternoon those birds twitter-twitt
I know the tune, "This is Love, This is It"
Well, I've heard it before and I know the score
And I've decided that spring is a bore
Doctors once prescribed a tonic
Sulfur and molasses was the dose
Mm, it didn't help a bit, my condition must be chronic
Spring can really hang you up the most
All alone, the party's over
Old man Winter was a gracious host
But when you keep praying for snow to hide the clover
Spring can really hang you up the most
