The Lovin' Spoonful - Coconut Grove Lyrics
It's really true how nothin' matters.No mad, mad world and no mad hatters.No one's pitchin' cause there ain't no battersIn coconut grove.Don't bar the doorThere's no one comin'.The ocean's roar will bar the drummin'of any city thoughts and city ways.The ocean breezes cool my mind,The salty days are her's and mineJust to do what we wanna.Tonight we'll find a dune that's oursAnd softly we will see the starsUntil sun up.It's really true how nothin' matters.No mad, mad world and no mad hatters.No one's pitchin' cause there ain't no battersIn coconut grove.