(It Ain't Necessarily) Byrd Avenue(Mono Single Version) - Spanky & Our Gang

作词：Michael Smith

作曲：Michael Smith

Cherry blossoms lose their bloom in the autumn

You lost your cool in the fall

You stumbled and you fell right down to the bottom

Nobody cared at all

But for me

You would have stood there with egg on your face

The bitter taste of old champagne

Up to your neck in rain

All the leaves are painted brown in November

You painted the town in July

Then you went and got yourself shot down in December

And forgot how to fly

But for me

You would still be in that mad little whirl

Like sad little girls I know

Up to their minds in snow

Here's a prescription for convalescent hippies

You oughta know

Get some Japanese beer and I call sipsies

Ah so

Ret yourself go

Hitch a ride on a jet and get hip to London

I know that you'll have a ball

Then you can take a go-cart to Paris

And get some sun in

Thumb your nez at DeGaulle

When you get out of jail

Fly to Miami

I'll be in the Grove

Diggin the planes up above

Up to my heart in love

Up to my heart in love

Up to my heart in love

Up to my heart in love