| Song | Blueberries for Breakfast |
| Artist | The Mamas & the Papas |
| Album | People Like Us |
| 作词 : Phillips | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : Phillips | |
| 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 nbsp??? | |
| 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 |