Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most - Ella Fitzgerald (埃拉·菲茨杰拉德)
Once I was a sentimental thing
Threw my heart away each Spring;
Now a Spring romance hasn't got a chance
Promised my first dance to Winter;
All I've got to show's a splinter for my little fling
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
Morning's kiss wakes TREEES and flowers
And to them I'd like to drink a toast;
I walk in the park just to kill lonely hours
Spring Can really Hang You Up The Most
All afternoon those birds twitter twit
I know the tune "This is love this is it "
Heard it before and I know the score
And I've decided that Spring is a bore
Doctors once prescribed a tonic
"Sulphur and MOLASSES" was the dose;
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
Really Hang You Up The Most