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The Lovin' Spoonful

Coconut Grove

 

Coconut Grove

(альбом: Hums Of The Lovin' Spoonful - 1966)


It's really true how nothing matters.
No mad, mad world and no mad hatters.
No one's pitching cause there ain't no batters
In coconut grove.

Don't bar the door
There's no one coming.
The ocean's roar will dull the drumming
of any city thoughts or city ways.
The ocean breezes cool my mind,
The salty days are her's and mine
Just to do what we wanna.

Tonight we'll find a dune that's ours
And softly we will see the stars
Until sun up.

It's really true how nothing matters.
No mad, mad world and no mad hatters.
No one's pitching cause there ain't no batters
In coconut grove.

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