| Song | Creeque Alley |
| Artist | The Mamas & the Papas |
| Album | Greatest Hits |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Phillips, Phillips | |
| Lyrics:John Phillips/Gilliam | |
| Music:John Phillips/Gilliam | |
| John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy | |
| Just to leave the folk music behind | |
| Zol and Denny workin' for a penny | |
| Tryin' to get a fish on the line | |
| In a coffee house Sebastian sat | |
| And after every number they'd pass the hat | |
| McGuinn and McGuire just a-gettin' higher | |
| In L.A., you know where that's at | |
| And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| Zolly said 'Denny, you know there aren't many' | |
| 'Who can sing a song the way that you do, let's go south' | |
| Denny said 'Zolly, golly, don't you think that I wish' | |
| 'I could play guitar like you' | |
| Zol, Denny and Sebastian sat (at the Night Owl) | |
| And after every number they'd pass the hat | |
| McGuinn and McGuire still a-gettin higher | |
| In L.A., you know where that's at | |
| And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore | |
| But she changed her mind one day | |
| Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike | |
| 'Take me to New York right away' | |
| When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps | |
| Called John and Zol and that was the Mugwumps | |
| McGuinn and McGuire couldn't get no higher | |
| But that's what they were aimin' at | |
| And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps | |
| Don't you work as hard as you play | |
| Make up, break up, everything is shake up | |
| Guess it had to be that way | |
| Sebastian and Zol formed the Spoonful | |
| Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful | |
| McGuinn and McGuire just a-catchin' fire | |
| In L.A., you know where that's at | |
| And everybody's gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| Di-di-di-dit dit dit di-di-di-dit, who-o-oa | |
| *flute | |
| Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can't be trusted | |
| And Mitchy wants to go to the sea | |
| Cass can't make it, she says we'll have to fake it | |
| We knew she'd come eventually | |
| Greasin' on American Express cards | |
| It's low rent, but keeping out the heat's hard | |
| Duffy's good vibrations and our imaginations | |
| Can't go on indefinitely | |
| And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality |
| zuo ci : Phillips, Phillips | |
| Lyrics: John Phillips Gilliam | |
| Music: John Phillips Gilliam | |
| John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy | |
| Just to leave the folk music behind | |
| Zol and Denny workin' for a penny | |
| Tryin' to get a fish on the line | |
| In a coffee house Sebastian sat | |
| And after every number they' d pass the hat | |
| McGuinn and McGuire just agettin' higher | |
| In L. A., you know where that' s at | |
| And no one' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| Zolly said ' Denny, you know there aren' t many' | |
| ' Who can sing a song the way that you do, let' s go south' | |
| Denny said ' Zolly, golly, don' t you think that I wish' | |
| ' I could play guitar like you' | |
| Zol, Denny and Sebastian sat at the Night Owl | |
| And after every number they' d pass the hat | |
| McGuinn and McGuire still agettin higher | |
| In L. A., you know where that' s at | |
| And no one' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore | |
| But she changed her mind one day | |
| Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike | |
| ' Take me to New York right away' | |
| When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps | |
| Called John and Zol and that was the Mugwumps | |
| McGuinn and McGuire couldn' t get no higher | |
| But that' s what they were aimin' at | |
| And no one' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps | |
| Don' t you work as hard as you play | |
| Make up, break up, everything is shake up | |
| Guess it had to be that way | |
| Sebastian and Zol formed the Spoonful | |
| Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful | |
| McGuinn and McGuire just acatchin' fire | |
| In L. A., you know where that' s at | |
| And everybody' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| Didididit dit dit didididit, whoooa | |
| flute | |
| Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can' t be trusted | |
| And Mitchy wants to go to the sea | |
| Cass can' t make it, she says we' ll have to fake it | |
| We knew she' d come eventually | |
| Greasin' on American Express cards | |
| It' s low rent, but keeping out the heat' s hard | |
| Duffy' s good vibrations and our imaginations | |
| Can' t go on indefinitely | |
| And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality |
| zuò cí : Phillips, Phillips | |
| Lyrics: John Phillips Gilliam | |
| Music: John Phillips Gilliam | |
| John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy | |
| Just to leave the folk music behind | |
| Zol and Denny workin' for a penny | |
| Tryin' to get a fish on the line | |
| In a coffee house Sebastian sat | |
| And after every number they' d pass the hat | |
| McGuinn and McGuire just agettin' higher | |
| In L. A., you know where that' s at | |
| And no one' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| Zolly said ' Denny, you know there aren' t many' | |
| ' Who can sing a song the way that you do, let' s go south' | |
| Denny said ' Zolly, golly, don' t you think that I wish' | |
| ' I could play guitar like you' | |
| Zol, Denny and Sebastian sat at the Night Owl | |
| And after every number they' d pass the hat | |
| McGuinn and McGuire still agettin higher | |
| In L. A., you know where that' s at | |
| And no one' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore | |
| But she changed her mind one day | |
| Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike | |
| ' Take me to New York right away' | |
| When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps | |
| Called John and Zol and that was the Mugwumps | |
| McGuinn and McGuire couldn' t get no higher | |
| But that' s what they were aimin' at | |
| And no one' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps | |
| Don' t you work as hard as you play | |
| Make up, break up, everything is shake up | |
| Guess it had to be that way | |
| Sebastian and Zol formed the Spoonful | |
| Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful | |
| McGuinn and McGuire just acatchin' fire | |
| In L. A., you know where that' s at | |
| And everybody' s gettin' fat except Mama Cass | |
| Didididit dit dit didididit, whoooa | |
| flute | |
| Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can' t be trusted | |
| And Mitchy wants to go to the sea | |
| Cass can' t make it, she says we' ll have to fake it | |
| We knew she' d come eventually | |
| Greasin' on American Express cards | |
| It' s low rent, but keeping out the heat' s hard | |
| Duffy' s good vibrations and our imaginations | |
| Can' t go on indefinitely | |
| And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality |