Joni Mitchell
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a
boutique
And a swinging hot spot
CHORUS:
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
And they charged the
people
A dollar and a half just
to seem 'em
Hey farmer, farmer
Put away that DDT now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and
the bees, Please!
Late last night
I heard the screen door
slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot