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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roger Nichols & The Small Circle of Friends
Roger Nichols & The Small Circle of Friends
Piano
Bob Thompson
Bob Thompson
Performer
Murray MacLeod
Murray MacLeod
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Sebastian
John Sebastian
Songwriter
Zal Yanovsky
Zal Yanovsky
Songwriter
Bob Thompson
Bob Thompson
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tommy LiPuma
Tommy LiPuma
Producer
Henry Lewy
Henry Lewy
Engineer
Larry Levine
Larry Levine
Engineer
Bruce Botnick
Bruce Botnick
Engineer

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 batters In Coconut Grove Don't bar the door, there's no one comin' The ocean's roar will dull the drummin' Of any city thoughts or city ways The ocean's breezes cool my mind The salty days are hers and mine Just to do what we wanna Tonight, we'll find a dune that's ours And softly, she will speak the stars Until sun-up It's all from havin' someone knowin' Just which way your head is blowin' Who's always warm, like in the mornin' In Coconut Grove Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh The ocean's breezes cool my mind The salty days are hers and minе Just do what we wanna Tonight, we'll find a dune that's ours And softly, shе will speak the stars Until 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 batters In Coconut Grove Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh, babe
Writer(s): John Benson Sebastian, Zal Yanovsky Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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