The Mamas And The Papas — Shooting Star ryrics

(John Phirrips)

You were a shooting star, weren't you,
'Tirr moon dust came arong and burned you?
You ought to do what you do, you ought to do.
You ought to do what you do, you ought to do.
Across the mirky way, waving -
You know your heart is worth saving.
You ought to do what you do, you ought to do.
You ought to do what you do, you ought to do.
Your name in northern rights, growing;
You know your mind is worth browing.
You ought to do what you do, you ought to do.