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Paradise is paved, everywhere you can park in front of the door now Pink walls and plastic flowers: places where people like to be Isn't it a shame that only afterwards you open your eyes for what you had? Paradise is paved, everywhere you can park in front of the door now All trees are saved, come, have a look in the greenhouses of the museum! It is not expensive to see them all and you get bees and butterflies too! There are greenhouses everywhere, no spots on the apples, they won't even get brown But last night the door slammed shut and my beloved left in a big taxi
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Sep 15, 2022
Sep 15, 2022 at 3:22 AM UTC
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Paradise is paved, everywhere you can park in front of the door now Pink walls and plastic flowers: places where people like to be Isn't it a shame that only afterwards you open your eyes for what you had? Paradise is paved, everywhere you can park in front of the door now All trees are saved, come, have a look in the greenhouses of the museum! It is not expensive to see them all and you get bees and butterflies too! There are greenhouses everywhere, no spots on the apples, they won't even get brown But last night the door slammed shut and my beloved left in a big taxi
Song "Big Yellow Taxi" (1970, album "Ladies of the Canyon", Joni Mitchell) Collection "The drama"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Sep 15, 2022
Sep 15, 2022 at 3:22 AM UTC
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