paroles de chanson Blueberries for Breakfast - The Mamas & The Papas
Blueberries
for
breakfast,
Love
in
the
afternoon,
Butterflies
in
my
trousers
Under
the
August
moon...
Blueberries
for
breakfast,
Love
in
the
afternoon,
Butterflies
in
my
trousers
Under
the
August
moon...
Drive
you
to
the
airport
Wait
'til
it's
time
to
go
I've
checked
the
weather
report
They
say
it
will
not
snow
And
all
the
planes
can
come
and
go
But
I
think
the
ceiling
is
too
low,
So
you
can't
go.
Blueberries
for
breakfast,
Love
in
the
afternoon,
Butterflies
in
my
trousers
Under
the
August
moon...
[?]
New
York
fire
[?]
Burning
just
a
little
too
bright
Manhattan
firefly,
Never
make
it
through
the
night
Somehow
she
came
out
alright
Through
the
darkness,
See
her
light
shining
bright.
Blueberries
for
breakfast,
Love
in
the
afternoon,
Butterflies
in
my
trousers
Under
the
August
moon...
I'm
gonna
have
to
call
the
cops,
If
you
don't
leave
me
alone
Stop
waiting
at
the
bus
stop,
Trying
to
walk
me
home
The
FBI,
the
CIA,
you
know
They'll
never
leave
you
alone
And
I
will
cut
you
to
the
bone.
Blueberries
for
breakfast,
Love
in
the
afternoon,
Butterflies
in
my
trousers
Under
the
August
moon...
Blueberries
for
breakfast,
Love
in
the
afternoon,
Butterflies
in
my
trousers
Under
the
August
moon...
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