Spanky And Our Gang - (It Ain't Necessarily) Bird Avenue lyrics

Cherry blossoms lose their bloom in the autumn You lost your cool in the fall You stumbled and you fell right down to the bottom Nobody cared at all But for me You would have stood there with egg on your face The bitter taste of old champagne Up to your neck in rain All the leaves are painted brown in November You painted the town in July Then you went and got yourself shot down in December And forgot how to fly But for me You would still be in that mad little whirl Like sad little girls I know Up to their minds in snow Here's a prescription for convalescent hippies You oughta know Get some Japanese beer and I call sipsies Ah so Ret yourself go Northwest Orient Hitch a ride on a jet and get hip to London I know that you'll have a ball Then you can take a go-cart to Paris And get some sun in Thumb your nez at DeGaulle When you get out of jail Fly to Miami I'll be in the Grove Diggin the planes up above Up to my heart in love