They paved paradise and put up a lot With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a lot
They took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum And then they charged all the people twenty-five bucks to see 'em Don't always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT(*) now Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and bees, please Don't it seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a lot
Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Late last night I heard the screen door(*) slam a big yellow taxi carried off my old man Don't it always to go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Don't it always seem go That you don't know what you've got till it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot