They paved paradise and put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
OOh, bop bop bop OOh, bop bop bop
They took all the trees, and put em in a tree museum And they charged the people a dollar and a half to see them Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone They paved paradise, and put up a parking lot
OOh, bop bop bop OOh, bop bop bop
Hey farmer, farmer, put away your Ddt I don't care about spots on my apples Leave me the birds and the bees Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
OOh, bop bop bop OOh, bop bop bop
Late last night, I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took my girl away Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
OOh, bop bop bop OOh, bop bop bop
Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you 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
Compositor: Joni Mitchell ECAD: Obra #31937879 Fonograma #21119153