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How will I stand the summer
When spring was such a bummber
How will I weather my winter
When my fall was such a ballbuster
It's spring and there'll be no spring fling
When my winter was what a winner
And I am taking a fall
'Cause if I ain't got you I got nothing at all

How will I stand the summer
When the spring just made me dumber
How will I fare my fall
Will I lose my mind in the wintertime
It's spring and I'm a spring ding-a-ling
It's summer and I'm just a little dumber
And I am taking a fall
'Cause if I ain't got you I got nothing at all

Through the four seasons
I'm searching for reasons
I'm not gonna take the spring
'Cause the spring don't mean a thing
I'm not gonna take the winter
My winter is a splinter
I'm not gonna take the summer
Summer is such a bummer
But I am taking the fall
'Cause if I ain't got you I got nothing at all

Through the four seasons
I'm searching for reasons
Vivaldi, the Four Seasons
It seems to me to be a theme of love
With no variations of aggravations
Spring, summer, winter and fall
Spring, summer, winter and fall
Spring, summer, winter and fall
If I ain't got you I got nothing at all
How will I stand the summer   When spring was such a bummber   How will I weather my winter   When my fall was such a ballbuster   It's spring and there'll be no spring fling   When my winter was what a winner   And I am taking a fall   'Cause if I ain't got you I got nothing at all      How will I stand the summer   When the spring just made me dumber   How will I fare my fall   Will I lose my mind in the wintertime   It's spring and I'm a spring ding-a-ling   It's summer and I'm just a little dumber   And I am taking a fall   'Cause if I ain't got you I got nothing at all      Through the four seasons   I'm searching for reasons   I'm not gonna take the spring   'Cause the spring don't mean a thing   I'm not gonna take the winter   My winter is a splinter   I'm not gonna take the summer   Summer is such a bummer   But I am taking the fall   'Cause if I ain't got you I got nothing at all      Through the four seasons   I'm searching for reasons   Vivaldi, the Four Seasons   It seems to me to be a theme of love   With no variations of aggravations   Spring, summer, winter and fall   Spring, summer, winter and fall   Spring, summer, winter and fall   If I ain't got you I got nothing at all