They
paved paradise
And
put up a parking lot
With
a pink hotel, a boutique
And a
swinging hot spot
Don't
it always seem to go
That
you don't know what you've got
‘Til
it's gone
They
paved paradise
And
put up a parking lot
They
took all the trees
And
put them in a tree museum
Then
they charged the people
A
dollar and a half just to see 'em
Don't
it always seem to go,
That
you don't know what you've got
‘Til
it's gone
They
paved paradise
And
put up a parking lot
Hey
farmer, farmer
Put
away that DDT now
Give
me spots on my apples
But
leave me the birds and the bees
Please!
Don't
it always seem to go
That
you don't know what you've got
‘Til
its gone
They
paved paradise
And
put up a parking lot
Late
last night
I
heard the screen door slam
And a
big yellow taxi
Took
away my old man
Don't
it always seem to go
That
you don't know what you've got
‘Til
it's gone
They
paved paradise
And
put up a parking lot
They
paved paradise
And
put up a parking lot
They
paved paradise
And put
up a parking lot
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