Creeque Alley

John and Mitchy were gettin kind of itchy
Just to leave the folk music behind
Zal and Denny workin for a penny
Tryin to get a fish on the line
In a coffee house Sebastian sat
And after every number theyd pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire just a-gettin higher
In L.A., you know where thats at
And no ones gettin fat except Mama Cass
Zally said 'Denny, you know there arent many
Who can sing a song the way that you do, lets go south'
Denny said 'Zally, golly, dont you think that I wish
I could play guitar like you'
Zal, Denny and Sebastian sat (At the Night Owl)
And after every number theyd pass the hat
McGuinn and McGuire still a-gettin higher
In L.A., you know where thats at
And no ones 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 Zal and that was the Mugwumps
McGuinn and McGuire couldnt get no higher
But thats what they were aimin at
And no ones gettin fat except Mama Cass
Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps
Dont you work as hard as you play
Make up, break up, everything is shake up
Guess it had to be that way
Sebastian and Zal formed the Spoonful
Michelle, John, and Denny gettin very tuneful
McGuinn and McGuire just a-catchin' fire
In L.A., you know where thats at
And everybodys gettin fat except Mama Cass
Di-di-di-dit dit dit di-di-di-dit, whoa
Broke, busted, disgusted, agents cant be trusted
And Mitchy wants to go to the sea
Cass cant make it, she says well have to fake it
We knew shed come eventually
Greasin on American Express cards
Its low rent, but keeping out the heats hard
Duffys good vibrations and our imaginations
Cant go on indefinitely
And California dreamin is becomin a reality
Fonte: LyricFind
Compositores: John Edmund Andrew Phillips / Michelle Gilliam