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! Love seemed sure around the 
New Year, Now it's April, love is just a ghost; 
Spring arrived on time, only what became of you, dear? 
Spring Can Really Hang 
You Up The Most! Spring 
Can Really Hang You Up 
The Most!