Текст песни It Might As Well Be Spring - Doris Day
                                                I'm 
                                                as 
                                                restless 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                willow 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                windstorm
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                as 
                                                jumpy 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                puppet 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                string
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                say 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                Spring 
                                                fever
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                it 
                                                isn't 
                                                Spring
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                starry-eyed 
                                                and 
                                                vaguely 
                                                discontented
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                nightingale 
                                                without 
                                                    a 
                                                song 
                                                to 
                                                sing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                why 
                                                should 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                Spring 
                                                fever
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                it 
                                                isn't 
                                                even 
                                                Spring?
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                keep 
                                                wishing 
                                                    I 
                                                were 
                                                somewhere 
                                                else
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walking 
                                                down 
                                                    a 
                                                strange 
                                                new 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hearing 
                                                words 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                never 
                                                heard
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                    a 
                                                girl 
                                                I've 
                                                yet 
                                                to 
                                                meet
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                as 
                                                busy 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                spider 
                                                spinning 
                                                daydreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                as 
                                                giddy 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                baby 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                swing
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                haven't 
                                                seen 
                                                    a 
                                                crocus 
                                                or 
                                                    a 
                                                rosebud 
                                                or 
                                                    a 
                                                robin 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                wing
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                so 
                                                gay 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                melancholy 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                it 
                                                might 
                                                as 
                                                well 
                                                be 
                                                Spring
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                might 
                                                as 
                                                well 
                                                be 
                                                Spring
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Sisters
2 The Deadwood Stage (Calamity Jane)
3 Fit as a Fiddle (And Ready for Love)
4 Pillow Talk
5 Sentimental Journey
6 Secret Love (Calamity Jane)
7 Autumn Leaves
8 Dream a Little Dream of Me
9 When I Fall in Love
10 I Only Have Eyes For You
11 If I Give My Heart To You
12 A Guy Is a Guy
13 Somewhere Over the Rainbow
14 The Way You Look Tonight
15 Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered
16 Blue Moon
17 I'll See You In My Dreams
18 My Young And Foolish Heart
19 Singin' In the Rain
20 All I Do Is Dream of You
21 Cheek to Cheek
22 It Might As Well Be Spring
23 High Hopes
24 Cuddle Up a Little Closer
25 Three Coins in the Fountain
26 On the Street Where You Live
27 Mean To Me
28 Night and Day
29 I Didn't Slip, I Wasn't Pushed, I Fell
30 I Enjoy Being a Girl
31 I'm In the Mood For Love
32 The Very Thought of You
33 The Gypsy in My Soul
34 Somebody Loves Me
35 I'm Beginning to See the Light
36 I May Be Wrong (But I Think You're Wonderful)
37 Shanghai
38 It's Magic
39 Love Me or Leave Me
40 You Made Me Love You
41 By the Light of the Silvery Moon
42 Everybody Loves a Lover
43 Hernandos Hideaway
44 My Buddy
45 Teacher's Pet
46 But Not Forme
47 I Have Dreamed
48 I Love Paris (In the Springtime)
49 I Want to Be Happy
50 I'll Never Stop Loving you
51 If I Were a Bell
52 It'S Wonderful
53 You Are My Sunshine
54 Say Something About Me Baby
55 Long Ago & Far Away
56 Again
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