The Mamas and the Papas

The Mamas and the Papas - Twelve Thirty lyrics

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Everything there was dark and dirty
 Outside my window was a steeple
 With a clock that always said twelve-thirty

 Young girls are coming to the canyon
 And in the mornings I can see them walkin'
 I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
 And I can't keep myself from talkin'

 At first so strange to feel so friendly
 To say "Good mornin'" and really mean it
 To feel these changes happenin' in me
 But not to notice till I feel it

 Young girls are coming to the canyon
 And in the mornings I can see them walkin'
 I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
 And I can't keep myself from talkin'

 Cloudy waters cast no reflection
 Images of beauty lie there stagnant
 Vibrations bounce in no direction
 But lie there shattered into fragments

 Young girls are coming to the canyon
 And in the mornings I can see them walkin'
 I can no longer keep my blinds drawn
 And I can't keep myself from talkin
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