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