Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alice Fredenham
Alice Fredenham
Vocals
Christian Madden
Christian Madden
Hammond Organ
Craig Fletcher
Craig Fletcher
Bass Guitar
Mark Powell
Mark Powell
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Sebastian
John Sebastian
Songwriter
Zal Yanovsky
Zal Yanovsky
Songwriter

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 and city ways
The ocean breezes cool my mind
The salty days are his and mine
Just to do what we want to
Tonight, we'll find a dune that's ours
And softly, she will speak the stars
Until sunup
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
The ocean breezes cool my mind
The salty days are his and mine
Just do what we want to
Tonight, we'll find a dune that's ours
And softly, she will speak the stars
Until sunup
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
Written by: John Sebastian, Zal Yanovsky
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