(John Phillips)
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Rollin' along Pacific Coast Highway -
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Bummin' along to my radio.
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Saw a blond hitchin' my way;
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Rolled up and said "How far do you wanna go?"
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She'd been hummin', thumbin', hitchin' and wishin'
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For a good day on Pacific Coast Highway.
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Looked in at me; and when I could see her,
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She seemed to be somebody I ought to know.
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Opened the door; sat down beside me.
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Then with a roar, we started to roll.
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She'd been hummin', thumbin', hitchin' and wishin'
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For a good day on Pacific Coast Highway.
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Looked like a swan, but brown as Chuck Berry -
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A summer's dawn, yeah, light as a fairy.
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We got to town; she said her name was Mary.
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She'd been hit, she'd been whipped,
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She'd been hummin', she's been bummin' all her life.
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(On the highway - On and on)
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(On the highway - On and on)
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Pacific Coast Highway
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| The Mamas & The Papas |
