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Twelve-thirty (young girls are coming to the canyon)the mamas and the papas(john phillips)i used to live in new york cityeverything there was dark and dirtyoutside my window was a steeplewith a clock that always said twelve-thirtyyoung girls are coming to the canyonand in the mornings i can see them walkinand'i can no longer keep my blinds drawnand i canand't keep myself from talkinand'at first so strange to feel so friendlyto say andquot;good morninand'andquot; and really mean itto feel these changes happeninand' in mebut not to notice till i feel ityoung girls are coming to the canyonand in the mornings i can see them walkinand'i can no longer keep my blinds drawnand i canand't keep myself from talkinand'cloudy waters cast no reflectionimages of beauty lie there stagnantvibrations bounce in no directionbut lie there shattered into fragmentsyoung girls are coming to the canyonand in the mornings i can see them walkinand'i can no longer keep my blinds drawnand i canand't keep myself from talkinand'
The Mama's and The Papa's
Twelve Thirty
Twelve Thirty
Twelve-thirty (young girls are coming to the canyon)the mamas and the papas(john phillips)i used to live in new york cityeverything there was dark and dirtyoutside my window was a steeplewith a clock that always said twelve-thirtyyoung girls are coming to the canyonand in the mornings i can see them walkinand'i can no longer keep my blinds drawnand i canand't keep myself from talkinand'at first so strange to feel so friendlyto say andquot;good morninand'andquot; and really mean itto feel these changes happeninand' in mebut not to notice till i feel ityoung girls are coming to the canyonand in the mornings i can see them walkinand'i can no longer keep my blinds drawnand i canand't keep myself from talkinand'cloudy waters cast no reflectionimages of beauty lie there stagnantvibrations bounce in no directionbut lie there shattered into fragmentsyoung girls are coming to the canyonand in the mornings i can see them walkinand'i can no longer keep my blinds drawnand i canand't keep myself from talkinand'
