Their best known songs include "Summer In The City", "Do You Believe In Magic?", "Darling Be Home Soon", and "Daydream". The band reunited in 1991 and continue to perform without Sebastian, who has declined to participate, and Yanovsky, who died in 2002.
The band's name was inspired by lyrics from Mississippi John Hurt's "Coffee Blues" and drew influence from contemporary folk and psychedelic music while also inspiring later rock bands.
A more complete history of this seminal New York band can be found on their official site: lovinspoonful.com
Coconut Grove
The Lovin' Spoonful Lyrics
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No mad, mad world and no mad hatters
No one's pitchin cause their ain't no batters
In coconut grove
Don't bother door
Theirs no one comin
The oceans roar, were double drummin
The ocean breeze has cooled my mind
The salty days are her's and mine
Just to do what we wanna
Tonight we'll find a dune that's our
And softly she will speak the stars
Until sun-up
It's all from havin' someone knowin'
Just which way your head is blowin'
Who's always warm like in the mornin'
In Coconut Grove
The Lovin' Spoonful's Coconut Grove presents a captivating image of Coconut Grove, a neighborhood located in Miami, Florida. In these lyrics, the singer seems to have escaped from the hustle and bustle of the world to spend some quality time in this peaceful place. The singer asserts that "nothin matters" and stresses that the place is free from the chaos and noise of the outside world, from the "mad world" and "mad hatters." The tone of the song is wistful and reflective, with the singer looking for refuge from the stress in Coconut Grove.
The singer constantly insists on the peacefulness of Coconut Grove when they say "Don't bother door/ Theirs no one comin." They insist that there is no one to bother them, no batter to spoil their peace, and the ocean's roar doubles up as the beat on which they dance. The singer is free to indulge in silly thoughts and foolish ways, while the ocean breeze cools their mind. They have a lover who understands them, who can read their thoughts and who brings warmth and peace like the early morning sun. They plan to spend the night under the stars and enjoy the magic of the place, a perfect getaway from everything that crowds their mind.
Line by Line Meaning
It's really true how nothin matters
Life in Coconut Grove is so peaceful that nothing else seems to matter
No mad, mad world and no mad hatters
There's no craziness or eccentricity in Coconut Grove
No one's pitchin cause their ain't no batters
No one's trying to force or sell anything because there's no interest in it
In coconut grove
This relaxed and carefree attitude only exists in Coconut Grove
Don't bother door
Don't expect anyone to come knocking or interrupting
Theirs no one comin
There's no one else around
The oceans roar, were double drummin
The sound of the ocean is like a background beat to the rhythm of our happy and carefree lives
Of many silly thoughts and silly ways
We have moments of silliness and whimsy, but it's all part of the fun
The ocean breeze has cooled my mind
The fresh ocean air has brought me a sense of calm and clarity
The salty days are her's and mine
We share the simple pleasures of the salty air and warm sun
Just to do what we wanna
We don't have any obligations or pressures, so we can just do whatever we feel like doing
Tonight we'll find a dune that's our
We'll explore and find new, special places just for ourselves
And softly she will speak the stars
We'll spend the night gazing at the stars and letting our imaginations wander
Until sun-up
We'll stay up all night, just enjoying the moment
It's all from havin' someone knowin'
This idyllic life is possible only because I have someone special to share it with
Just which way your head is blowin'
They understand me and my needs completely
Who's always warm like in the mornin'
They're always welcoming and loving, no matter the time of day
In Coconut Grove
This utopia only exists in this special place
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JOHN BENSON SEBASTIAN, ZAL YANOVSKY
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on 4 Eyes
4 Eyes: After "Mister up in middle classes" is the line: LET YOUR BABY CHOOSE HIS GLASSES ... [for some reason, this line in all caps is omitted ON EVERY WEBSITE that has the lyrics to this song. Weird.]