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Once I was a sentimental thing; |
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Threw my heart away each spring. |
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Now a spring romance |
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Hasn't got a chance. |
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Promised my first dance to winter. |
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All I've got to show's a splinter |
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For my little fling. |
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Spring this year has got me feeling |
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Like a horse that never left the post. |
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I lie in my room |
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Staring up at the ceiling. |
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Spring can really hang you up the most. |
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Morning's kiss wakes trees and flowers, |
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And to them I'd like to drink a toast. |
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But I walk in the park |
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Just to kill the lonely hours. |
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Spring can really hang you up the most. |
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All afternoon the birds twitter-twitt. |
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I know the tune. This is love, this is it. |
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Heard it before |
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And don't I know the score. |
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And I've decided that spring is a bore. |
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Love seems sure around the new year. |
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Now it's April. Love is just a ghost. |
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Spring arrived on time, |
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Only what became of you, dear? |
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Spring can really hang you up the most. |
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Spring can really hang you up the most. |
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Love came my way. I thought it would last. |
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We had our day, now it's all in the past. |
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Spring came along, a season of song, |
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Full of sweet promise |
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But something went wrong. |
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Doctors once prescribed a tonic. |
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Sulfur and molasses was the dose. |
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Didn't help one bit. |
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My condition must be chronic. |
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Spring can really hang you up the most. |
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All alone, the party is over. |
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Old man winter was a gracious host. |
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But when you keep praying |
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For snow to hide the clover, |
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Spring can really hang you up the most. |
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Submitted by TooNGZ |
