I loved the Mamas and the Papas. They were one of my favorite groups back in the late 1960s. The thing I appreciated about that era in music was that there was a lot of good harmony and great melodies to be heard, and The Mamas and Papas were real experts at it. Mama Cass had a commanding big voice and the counter melodies that they wrote around that lead were amazing. One of my favorites was "Monday, Monday" and every Monday morning that song runs through my head.
It's amazing the way music inhabits our souls and worms its way into our brains in such a way that it becomes part of who we are. The words and music pop up at the most interesting times, taking us instantly back to a time and place somewhere in our personal history.
And every Monday probably for the rest of my life, "Monday, Monday - can't trust that day...." will be on my mind. Thank you writer, whomever you are!