Spring Can Really Hang You Up the Most

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

College girls are writing sonnets

In the tender passion they're engrossed

Oh, but I'm on the shelf just like last year's Easter bonnet

Spring can really hang you up the most

All afternoon those birds twitter-twitt

I know the tune, "This is Love, This is It"

Well, I've heard it before and I know the score

And I've decided that spring is a bore

Doctors once prescribed a tonic

Sulfur and molasses was the dose

Mm, it didn't help a bit, my condition must be chronic

Spring can really hang you up the most

All alone, the party's over

Old man Winter was a gracious host

But when you keep praying for snow to hide the clover

Spring can really hang you up the most