My name had gone stale, and no matter how progressive I got, it was my time to die.
people will tell you were they have gone, they'll tell you where to go, but until you get there for yourself you never really know.
Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone.
you dont know what you got till its gone
They paved paradise and put up a parkin lot With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you got till it's gone