Karaoké Twelve Thirty (Young Girls Are Coming to the Canyon) The Mamas and the Papas

I used to live

I used to live in New York City in New York City

Everything there

Everything there was dark and dirty was dark and dirty

Outside my window

Outside my window was a steeple was a steeple

With a clock that always said

With a clock that always said twelve-thirty twelve-thirty

Young girls are coming

Young girls are coming to the canyon to the canyon

And in the mornings

And in the mornings

I can see them walking

I can see them walking

I can no longer keep

I can no longer keep my blinds drawn my blinds drawn

And I can't keep myself

And I can't keep myself from talking from talking

At first so strange

At first so strange to feel so friendly to feel so friendly

To say good morning

To say good morning and really mean it and really mean it

To feel these changes happening in me

To feel these changes happening in me but not to notice 'till I feel it but not to notice 'till I feel it

Young girls are coming

Young girls are coming to the canyon to the canyon

And in the mornings

And in the mornings

I can see them walking

I can see them walking

I can no longer keep

I can no longer keep my blinds drawn my blinds drawn

And I can't keep myself

And I can't keep myself from talking from talking

Cloudy waters cast

Cloudy waters cast no reflection no reflection

Images of beauty

Images of beauty lie there stagnant lie there stagnant

Vibrations bounce

Vibrations bounce in no direction in no direction

And lie there shattered

And lie there shattered into fragments into fragments

Young girls are coming

Young girls are coming to the canyon to the canyon

And in the mornings

And in the mornings

I can see them walking

I can see them walking

I can no longer keep

I can no longer keep my blinds drawn my blinds drawn

And I can't keep myself

And I can't keep myself from talking from talking