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Nina Simone

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The things i used to like, i dont like any more
I want a lot of other things, ive never had before
Its just like my mamma says, i sit around and mourn
Pretending that i am so wonderful and knowing, im adored

Im as restless as a willow in a windstorm
Im as jumpy as a puppet on a string
Id say that i had spring fever
But i know it isnt spring

Im as starry eyed and gravely discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to sing
Oh, why should i have spring fever
When it isnt even spring?

I keep wishing i were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new street
Hearing words that i have never never heard
From a man, ive yet to meet

Im as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
Im as giddy as a baby on a swing
I havent seen a crocus or a rosebud
Or a robin or a bluebird on the wing

But i feel so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring
It might as well be, might as well be
It might as well be spring

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