I'll polish the leaves, make them green again;
Shake out the trees, change the scene again;
Spring cleaning – gettin' ready for love.

I'll sweep out the nook down in lover's lane;
Turn on the brook, make [bad word] again;
Spring cleaning – getting ready for love.

I'll dust those wintry bowers,
Wash them out with April showers,
Cover them with fragrant flowers,
Shine up the silvery moon.

'Cause soon you and I have a rendezvous
Under the sky, like we used to do;
Spring cleaning – getting ready for love