I feel so lazy, can't do a thing
My mind is hazy just like a smoke ring
I think of nothing but lying in the hay
I've got the spring fever blues
The Sun is shining right in my room
I feel like I was the man in the Moon
I'm riding high on the clouds way up above
I've got the spring fever blues
I wish that spring were back again
To satisfy my lazy yen
I miss those days of dreaming
The birds were nesting in the trees
And leaves were swaying with the breeze
My heart would keep on beaming, woah-oh
I hope the south wind blows past my door
And leaves me someone whom I can adore
I think of nothing but love and romance
I've got the spring fever blues
I mean, I've got the spring fever blues
I wish that spring were back again
To satisfy my lazy yen
I miss those days of dreaming
The birds were nesting in the trees
And leaves were swaying with the breeze
My heart would keep on beaming, woah-oh
I hope the south wind blows past my door
And leaves me someone whom I can adore
I think of nothing but love and romance
I've got the spring fever blues
I mean, I've got the spring fever blues