The Mamas and The Papas - Twelve Thirty [Young Girls Are Coming to the Canyon]

I used to live in New York City

Everything there was dark and dirty

Outside my window was a steeple

With a clock that always said twelve thirty.

Young girls are coming to the canyon

And in the mornings I can see them walking

I can no longer keep my blinds drawn

And I can't keep myself from talking.

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.

Young girls are coming to the canyon

And in the mornings I can see them walking

I can no longer keep my blinds drawn

And I can't keep myself from talking.

Cloudy waters cast no reflection

Images of beauty lie there stagnant

Vibrations bounce in no direction

And lie there shattered into fragments.

Young girls are coming to the canyon

(Young girls are in the canyon)

And in the mornings I can see them walking

(In the mornings I can see them walking)

I can no longer keep my blinds drawn

(Can no longer keep my blinds drawn)

And I can't keep myself from talking

• Artist:The Mamas and The Papas
• Album: Papas & The Mamas (1968)