"McGuin and Maquire just'a catchin' fire in LA,
Ya know where that's at.
And everybody's gettin' fat, except Mama Cass."
I loved this group-saw them in '65 when they were just getting started. Lovely harmonies and Cass Elliot's voice was like crystal and warm honey. It was a remarkable time in history, never to be repeated.
"And the postman sighed as he scratched his head, you really rather thought she ought to be dead..."