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"Big Yellow Taxi"
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink motel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot
Don’t it always seem to go
But you don't know what you’ve got ’till it’s gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
They took all the trees and put ’em in a tree museum
And they charged all the people a dollar and a half just to see ’em
Don’t it always seem to go
Said you don't know what you’ve got ’till it’s gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Hey farmer, farmer put away the D.D.T.
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees, please!
Don’t it always seem to go
But you don't know what you’ve got ’till it’s gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Late last night I heard that screen door slam again
And the big yellow taxi come and take away my old man
Don’t it always seem to go
But you don't know what you’ve got ’till it’s gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Don’t it always seem to go
But you don't know what you’ve got ’till it’s gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Paved paradise and put up a parking lot
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
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Thanks to those who have assisted with lyrics transcription and/or correction: Jonathan Berkey, Michael Bickley, Todd Carrier, Tony Dennison, Mattias Engvall, Svein B. Hjorthaug, Kimberly Hynd, Jeff Cetola, Lewis Crow, Ian Ingham, Christian Jennings, Thomas Kercheval, John Lewis, Simon McKenzie, Allard Mosk, Eric Mossfeldt, Erle Mundle, Martin Powell, Brady Severns, Valeri Shaw, Jeroen Sprenkeler, Bas van Giesen, Michael Wallack and Greg Ziegler. Special thanks to Oliver Hunter. |