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# From: hb3@aixterm3.urz.uni-heidelberg.de (Franz Lemmermeyer)
{t:Twelve-thirty}
{st:The Mamas and the Papas}
[Em]I u[Em7]sed to l[Am7]ive in [A7]New York C[D]ity[D7]
[Em]Every[Em7]thing th[Am7]ere was d[A7]ark and di[D]rty[D7]
[Em]Outsi[Em7]de my w[Am7]indow w[A7]as a st[D]eeple[Bb][D]
[Em]With a c[Em7]lock that a[Eb]lways said 12:[D]30
[G]Young girls are coming to the c[D]anyon
[C]And in the m[Em]orning I can see them w[D]alking
[G]I can no longer keep my bl[D]inds drawn
[C]And I can't ke[Cm]ep myself from t[G]alking.
At first so strange to feel so friendly
To say good morning and really mean it
To feel these changes happening in me
But not to notice till I feel it.
{c:Chorus}
Cloudy waters cast no reflection
Images of beauty lie there stagnant
Vibrations bounce in no direction
And lie there shattered into fragments.