Twelve Thirty – The Mamas & The Papas
Nghệ sĩ: The Mamas & The Papas
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Twelve Thirty: The Mamas And The Papas
#20 in 1967
Capo 1st fret.
#1.
I used to live in New York City.
Everything there was dark and dirty.
Outside my window was a steeple,
with a clock that always said twelve-thirty.
CHORUS:
Young girls are coming to the canyon,
and in the mornings I can see them walking.
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn,
and I can't keep myself from talking.
#2.
At first, so strange, to feel so friendly.
To say good morning and really mean it.
To feel these changes happening in me,
but not to notice till I feel it.
CHORUS:
Young girls are coming to the canyon,
and in the mornings I can see them walking.
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn,
and I can't keep myself from talking.
#3.
Cloudy waters cast no reflection.
Images of beauty lie there stagnant.
Vibrations bounce in no direction,
but lie there shattered into fragments.
CHORUS:
Young girls are coming to the canyon,
and in the mornings I can see them walking.
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn,
and I can't keep myself from talking. (Fade)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.