Reflecting on the loss of the travel lodge I dedicate the next sing along to the good old days…
Big Yellow Taxi in the style of counting crows (don’t it always seem to go you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone)
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a budget hotel, a beaut-ique, and a swinging hot choc
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Oh, bop, bop, bop
Oh, bop, bop, bop
They took all the trees, and put em in a tree museum
And they charged the LLLs a dollar and a half to see them
No, no, no
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise, and put up a parking lot
Oh, bop, bop, bop
Oh, bop, bop, bop
Hey Cornish, farmer, put away your DDT
I don't care about spots on my apples
Leave me the thatchers please!
Please
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Hey now, they paved paradise to put up a parking lot
Oh, bop, bop, bop
Why not?
Oh, bop, bop, bop
Listen, late last night, I heard the Meltdown slam
And a big yellow blanket took my Marc away
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'till it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Hey now, now, don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They paved paradise to put up a parking lot
Why not?
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Hey, hey, hey
Paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Oh, bop, bop, bop
Oh, bop, bop, bop
I don't wanna give it
Why you wanna give it
Why you wanna going all awwwwwaaayyy
Hey, hey, hey
Now you wanna give it
I should wanna give it
'Cause you're going all awwwaaaayyy
I don't wanna give it
Why you wanna give it
Why you wanna going all awaaaayyyy
Givin, givin it all
Going it all away
Why dont you want me?
Why dont you want me?
'Cause im going alll awaaay all away
Hey, paved paradise to put up a parking lot