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I Could Drink A Case Of You.

I Wrote 'big Yellow Taxi' On My First Trip To Hawaii. I Took A Taxi To The Hotel And When I Woke Up The Next Morning, I Threw Back The Curtains And Saw These Beautiful Green Mountains In The Distance. Then, I Looked Down And There Was A Parking Lot As Far As The Eye Could See, And It Broke My Heart This Blight On Paradise. That's When I Sat Down And Wrote The Song.

You Win The Lasting Laurels With Your Laughter.

Bows And Flows Of Angel Hair And Ice Cream Castles In The Air And Feather Canyons Everywhere, I've Looked At Clouds That Way.

Sorrow Is So Easy To Express And Yet So Hard To Tell.