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Blueberries for Breakfast by The Mamas & the Papasالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

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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...

Writer : JOHN PHILLIPS
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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