Creeque Alley Lyrics
| Song | Creeque Alley |
| Artist | The Mamas & the Papas |
| Album | 16 of their Greatest Hits |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Phillips, Phillips | |
| 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 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. | |
| Zally said, "Denny, you know there aren't many | |
| Who can sing a song the way that you do; let's go south." | |
| Denny said, "Zally, golly, don't you think that I wish | |
| I could play guitar like you." | |
| Zal, 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 Swathmore | |
| 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 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 Zal formed the æ…¡poonful; | |
| 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. | |
| 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; | |
| Tents 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... |
| zuo ci : Phillips, Phillips | |
| 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 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. | |
| Zally said, " Denny, you know there aren' t many | |
| Who can sing a song the way that you do let' s go south." | |
| Denny said, " Zally, golly, don' t you think that I wish | |
| I could play guitar like you." | |
| Zal, 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 Swathmore | |
| 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 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 Zal formed the poonful | |
| 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. | |
| 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 | |
| Tents 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 | |
| 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 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. | |
| Zally said, " Denny, you know there aren' t many | |
| Who can sing a song the way that you do let' s go south." | |
| Denny said, " Zally, golly, don' t you think that I wish | |
| I could play guitar like you." | |
| Zal, 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 Swathmore | |
| 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 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 Zal formed the poonful | |
| 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. | |
| 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 | |
| Tents 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... |
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