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The Mamas & The Papas "Creeque Alley" on The Ed Sullivan Show
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Cass Elliot
Cass Elliot
Chant
John Phillips
John Phillips
Chant
Michelle Phillips
Michelle Phillips
Chant
Dennis Doherty
Dennis Doherty
Chant
Eric Hord
Eric Hord
Guitare
Gary Coleman
Gary Coleman
Percussion
Hal Blaine
Hal Blaine
Batterie
Jim Horn
Jim Horn
Flûte
Joe Osborn
Joe Osborn
Basse
Larry Knechtel
Larry Knechtel
Claviers
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
John Phillips
John Phillips
Paroles/Composition
Michelle Phillips
Michelle Phillips
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Lou Adler
Lou Adler
Production

Paroles

John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy Just to leave the folk music behind Zal 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 LA, you know where that's at And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass (but wait a minute, that's not true) Zally said Denny, you know there aren't many Who can sing a song the way that you do, let's go south Denny said Zally, golly, don't you think that I wish That I could play guitar like you Zal, Denny and Sebastian sat (at the night owl) And after every number, they'd pass the hat McGuinn and McGuire just to get higher In LA, 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 Zal and that was the Mugwumps McGuinn and McGuire chose get no higher In LA, you know where that's at And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass Catch your 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 Zal formed the spoonful Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful McGuinn and McGuire chose get no higher But that's what they were aimin' at And everybody's gettin' fat except Mama Cass Di di di di di di di, oh oh oh (Okay, everybody, stand up and twerk) (We're about to enter into the swim) 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 takes low rent, but keeping out the heat's hard And Duffy's good vibrations and our imaginations Can't go on indefinitely And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality, yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah yeah, yeah And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality, yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah yeah And California dreamin'-
Writer(s): John Edmund Andrew Phillips, Michelle Gilliam Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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