They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot

With a pink hotel, a boutique

And a swinging hot spot

Don't it always seem to go

That you don't know what you've got til its gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot

They took all the trees

And put 'em in a tree museum

And they charged the people

A dollar and a half to seem 'em

No no no

Don't it always seem to go

That you don't know what you've got

Til its gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot

Hey farmer farmer

Put away the ddt

I don't care about spots on my apples

Leave me the birds and the bees