Good Trip by Donovan
Oh, won't you come here, baby
Won't you hold this in your hand?
I've talking to your sister
But she just don't understand
She knows everything
But she just don't know how to make me sing
Oh, I'm as cool as can be
I cannot [?]
There the beatniks
Bound to get your neck
They know everything
But they just don't know how to make life sing
Oh, won't you come here, baby
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