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Late for the Love-in

 

I don’t wanna be late for the love-in

I don’t wanna be left behind

Gonna find me a mate at the love-in

Sweet coven lovin’ gonna blow my mind

 

She’ll have long hair hanging down to her hot pants, yeah

A tie-dyed halter top and a headband, yeah
She’ll have love beads hanging ‘round her neck, oh yeah

With a tinted pair of granny specs, oh yeah

 

And I really can’t wait

 

And I really can’t wait for the love-in

Everybody gonna dig my style

Make a beeline straight for the love-in

Meet up with a groovy little flower child

 

With a crochet belt holding up her paisley flares

And a peace sign pendant hanging down to there

With the kind of look makes guys all stop and stare

From the bongo freak to the briefcase toting square

 

And it’s gonna be great

 

And it’s gonna be great at the love-in

Everybody letting it all hang out

Gonna hallucinate at the love-in

With a happy hippie honey, what it’s all about

 

So it’s sundown I’m out thumbing a ride, oh yeah

The cars buzz by and it’s bumming my high, oh yeah

Tourists and cops out cruising the strip, oh yeah

But nobody stops and it’s bruising my trip, oh yeah

 

Cos I’m gonna be late

 

Cos I’m gonna be late for the love-in

And I’m gonna be left behind

Miss a meeting with fate at the love-in

Destiny treating me so unkind