Everything

The Lovin' Spoonful Everything Lyrics
1.She Is Still A Mystery

Remember hallways, you're waiting always
To see behind the door
You never seen her, you're gonna meet her
The first time so unsure
She smiles your way through a window
You smile right back, she runs away
You wish little girls would sit still
just a little bit longer, longer

And she's still a mystery to me
I thought I'd grow up gracefully
And understand my woman finally
But the more I see
The more I see there is to see, there is to see
And she's still a mystery to me
(She's still a mystery to me)
She's still a mystery to me


I used to wonder when in thunder
Understandin's done
But now I'm graspin' that understandin'
Is only part of love
She'll smile your way through a window
You'll smile right back, she'll run away
You wish little girls would sit still
just a little bit longer, longer

And she's still a mystery to me
I thought I'd grow up gracefully
And understand her finally
But she's a mystery to me
But she's a mystery to me


2.Boredom

Boredom
Hangin' by myself in a bleak motel
Overnight in a small town.
Boredom
My mind's countin' time, trucks go rollin' by
Past the pumps and highway sign.
Never was a place that felt less like home.
Never woulda come here if I'd only known
That it's a one-channel town and I'm all alone.
I can't just sit 'n' watch my telephone
'Cause no one knows my number and it can't be found
And there's no good people just kickin' around
So here we are together
Machines and me.
I feel about as local as a fish in a tree and this
Boredom.
My mind's countin' time, trucks go rollin' by
Past the pumps and highway sign.
And in this town all the other sounds have ceased.
And the Late Late Show died long ago
With a few words from a priest.
Boredom
Hangin' by myself in a bleak motel
Overnight in a small town.


3.Six O'Clock

There's something special about six o'clock
In the morning when it's still too early to knock.
And the dusty light shines down on the block
And reflects up and down on the hands of the clock.
Six o'clock, six o'clock.

A few hours ago she was standing here
Just watching the stars in our eyes
and the lights as uptights disappear.
And I could feel I could say what I want
That I could nudge her and call her my confidante
And now I'm back alone with just my shadow in front.
Six o'clock, six o'clock.

I went home and found that trying to sleep was a laugh
Just watching my eyelids knowing my brain bids the night not to
pass.
I got up and got to scuffling around
But somehow it just wasn't the same happy town
And the bells didn't ring with the same happy sound.
Six o'clock, six o'clock.

If I go back where we parted
Could I ever be like that again?
Guess I'll just have to wait 'til tomorrow
But what can I do 'til then?

Guess I'll go back home and just wait until dawn
Guess I had to learn going back where we were wouldn't help at
all.
And I wish my head had been working right
We'd have gone for coffee and talked all night.
But now I'm back alone feelin'twisted up tight.
Six o'clock, six o'clock.

Now I'm back alone...
Yes, now I'm back alone...
I'm back alone


4.Forever


5.Younger Generation

Why must every generation think their folks are square?
And no matter where their heads are they know Mom's aint there
Cause I swore when I was small that I'd remember when
I knew what's wrong with them that I was smaller than

Determined to remember all the cardinal rules
Like sun showers are legal grounds for cutting school
I know I have forgotten maybe one or two
And I hope that I recall them all before the baby's due
And I know he'll have a question or two

Like 'Hey pop can I go ride my Zoom?
It goes two hundred miles per hour suspended on balloons
And can I put a droplet of this new stuff on my tongue
And imagine frothing dragons while you sit and wreck your
lungs?'
And I must be permissive, understanding of the younger
generation

And then I'll know that all I've learned my kid assumes
And all my deepest worries must be his cartoons
And still I'll try to tell him all the things I've done
Relating to what he can do when he becomes a man
And still he'll stick his fingers in the fan

And 'Hey pop, my girlfriend's only 3
She's got her own videophone and she's a taking LSD
And now that we're best friends she wants to give a bit to me
And what's the matter Daddy, how come you're turning green
Can it be that you can't live up to your dreams?'


6.Money

Why must every generation think their folks are square
And no matter where their heads are, they know Mom?s ain?t there
'Cause I swore when I was small that I?d remember when
I knew what?s wrong with them, that I was smaller then

Determined to remember all the card'nal rules
Like sun showers are legal grounds for cuttin' school
I know I have forgotten maybe one or two
And I hope that I recall them all before the baby?s due
And I know he?ll have a question or two

Like 'Hey, Pop, can I go ride my zoom
It goes two hundred miles an hour suspended on balloons
And can I put a droplet of this new stuff on my tongue
And imagine frothing dragons while you sit and wreck your lungs'
And I must be permissive, understanding of the younger
generation

Then I?ll know that all I?ve learned my kid assumes
And all my deepest worries must be his cartoons
And still I?ll try to them him all the things I?ve done
Relating to what he can do when he becomes a man
And still he?ll stick his fingers in the fan

And 'Hey, Pop, my girlfriend?s only three
She?s got her own videophone and she?s taking L.S.D.
And now that we?re best friends, she wants to give a bit to me
But what?s the matter Daddy, how come you?re turning green?
Can it be that you can?t live up to your dreams?'


7.Old Folks

You'll always hear me say Hello Ma'am
Thank you
Good morning
Looking fine
It's all those old folks left here waiting
That leapt my heart into my mind

It's a sad, sad feeling
To still be around

On every sunny Sunday morning
All golden-aged and sittin' in
Comes out to putter in the sunshine
And shuffle through his deck of bein'

It's a sad, sad feeling
To still be around
And it's the same old tired park bench
Nobody's found

Soft wrinkled stories if you listen
About the lazy days back when
Your mom and dad were little babies
And he had friends still livin' then

It's a sad, sad feeling
To still be around
And it's the same old tired park bench
Nobody's found
And there was a tree put there for shading
That they cut down

The fields he loved got turned to highways
From horse to car to plane to moon
Staying well meant that he feels older
Yet none of his kids have the room

It's a sad, sad feeling
To still be around
And it's the same old tired park bench
Nobody's found
There was a tree put there for shading
That they cut down
And his old shoes
Had worn a spot there
From grass to ground


8.Try A Little Bit

Well, man you ought to be ashamed, the way you're afraid of it.
I know you've got a mind and you weren't made for it.
But there's someone that's got what makes you stay for it.
In short, she offers you the heart don't play with it.

You've got to try a little bit.
You might even have to cry a little bit.
When you find someone for you.

I know the way it gets to be a game to be your only self
And still be close to the one you love who did it and needs your
help. (?)
And all that time it takes to test a life plan out
Is spent in an environment instead of finding out.

You've got to try a little bit.
You might even have to cry a little bit.
When you find someone for you.

Try a little bit.
You might even have to cry a little bit.
So go on and try a little bit.
It doesn't matter if you have to cry a little bit.


9.Close Your Eyes

Close your eyes never mind, you can try and try
But some days have no songs
And the easy things go wrong
As you push your life along
Hold on


Open wide
Here am I
And my name is friend
And I know you know I know
How deep your sadness goes
When all the doors are closed, let go

Close your eyes
Never mind
You can try and try
But some days have no songs
And the easy things go wrong
As you push your life along
Hold on


10.Priscilla Millionaira

As the couples go parading by
on a Sunday stroll
All that talk about what makes lovers
is it like it's told?
Cause they don't match up like salt and pepper
and birds of a feather hardly ever flock together
Opposites attract when love becomes a fact forever
What made Priscilla Millionara
fall in love with the big house tailor?
It was love he was broke and her folks didn't dig it
What is it
That let them know
they wasn't doing nothing wrong
I don't know what it is but it sure is something strong
Two peas in a pod one day
So alike they had nothing to say
So the boy he ran off and fell in love with a string bean
How could he?
What let him know he wasn't doing nothing wrong?
I don't what it is but it sure is something strong
I don't know what it is but it sure is something strong
Well I don't know what it is but it sure is something strong
Well let me tell you now man, I don't know what it is but it
sure is something strong.


11.Only Pretty, What A Pity

Eyes to look at,not to see through
She never could see truth for lies
With a smile she'd win em over
Her face a trick to take a prize

Tickled pink
The mid aged dandy
Sold his horse to buy her all the
Icing for her face like candy
Hung up the mirrors wall to wall

Married life was short but funny
With long lost cousins dropping by
Later on her alimony
Paid for young men's gentle sighs

By the window hangs a mirror
where she hides her sagging chin
Now sadly as she crouches nearer
Never seeing past her skin

Mommy said
When you were younger
The face you made would stay that way
That's all true and if you doubt it
Reflect upon yourself today

Everyone except the baby
Answers for the face they wear
It's the mast of your contentment
Or the mask of your despair

Only Pretty,What a pity
Only Pretty,What a pity