歌曲 | Creeque Alley |
歌手 | The Mamas & the Papas |
专辑 | Greatest Hits |
作词 : Phillips, Phillips | |
Lyrics:John Phillips/Gilliam | |
Music:John Phillips/Gilliam | |
John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy | |
Just to leave the folk music behind | |
Zol and Denny workin' for a penny | |
Tryin' to get a fish on the line | |
In a coffee house Sebastian sat | |
And after every number they'd pass the hat | |
McGuinn and McGuire just a-gettin' higher | |
In L.A., you know where that's at | |
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
Zolly said 'Denny, you know there aren't many' | |
'Who can sing a song the way that you do, let's go south' | |
Denny said 'Zolly, golly, don't you think that I wish' | |
'I could play guitar like you' | |
Zol, Denny and Sebastian sat (at the Night Owl) | |
And after every number they'd pass the hat | |
McGuinn and McGuire still a-gettin higher | |
In L.A., you know where that's at | |
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore | |
But she changed her mind one day | |
Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike | |
'Take me to New York right away' | |
When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps | |
Called John and Zol and that was the Mugwumps | |
McGuinn and McGuire couldn't get no higher | |
But that's what they were aimin' at | |
And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps | |
Don't you work as hard as you play | |
Make up, break up, everything is shake up | |
Guess it had to be that way | |
Sebastian and Zol formed the Spoonful | |
Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful | |
McGuinn and McGuire just a-catchin' fire | |
In L.A., you know where that's at | |
And everybody's gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
Di-di-di-dit dit dit di-di-di-dit, who-o-oa | |
*flute | |
Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can't be trusted | |
And Mitchy wants to go to the sea | |
Cass can't make it, she says we'll have to fake it | |
We knew she'd come eventually | |
Greasin' on American Express cards | |
It's low rent, but keeping out the heat's hard | |
Duffy's good vibrations and our imaginations | |
Can't go on indefinitely | |
And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality |
zuò cí : Phillips, Phillips | |
Lyrics: John Phillips Gilliam | |
Music: John Phillips Gilliam | |
John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy | |
Just to leave the folk music behind | |
Zol and Denny workin' for a penny | |
Tryin' to get a fish on the line | |
In a coffee house Sebastian sat | |
And after every number they' d pass the hat | |
McGuinn and McGuire just agettin' higher | |
In L. A., you know where that' s at | |
And no one' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
Zolly said ' Denny, you know there aren' t many' | |
' Who can sing a song the way that you do, let' s go south' | |
Denny said ' Zolly, golly, don' t you think that I wish' | |
' I could play guitar like you' | |
Zol, Denny and Sebastian sat at the Night Owl | |
And after every number they' d pass the hat | |
McGuinn and McGuire still agettin higher | |
In L. A., you know where that' s at | |
And no one' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore | |
But she changed her mind one day | |
Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike | |
' Take me to New York right away' | |
When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps | |
Called John and Zol and that was the Mugwumps | |
McGuinn and McGuire couldn' t get no higher | |
But that' s what they were aimin' at | |
And no one' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps | |
Don' t you work as hard as you play | |
Make up, break up, everything is shake up | |
Guess it had to be that way | |
Sebastian and Zol formed the Spoonful | |
Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful | |
McGuinn and McGuire just acatchin' fire | |
In L. A., you know where that' s at | |
And everybody' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
Didididit dit dit didididit, whoooa | |
flute | |
Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can' t be trusted | |
And Mitchy wants to go to the sea | |
Cass can' t make it, she says we' ll have to fake it | |
We knew she' d come eventually | |
Greasin' on American Express cards | |
It' s low rent, but keeping out the heat' s hard | |
Duffy' s good vibrations and our imaginations | |
Can' t go on indefinitely | |
And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality |