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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 till 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

Boys and girls have a good time together;
Boys and girls, you know they're birds of a feather.
Like two sides of a coin,
They are forever joined.
Heads or tails - choose one or the other;
Be my friend or be my lover.

Boys and girls (boys and girls) should always have someone;

All the leaves are brown
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is grey
And the sky is grey
I've been for a walk
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day
On a winter's day

All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk on a winter's day
I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A.
California dreamin' on such a winter's day

Stepped into a church I passed along the way
Well I got bended on my knees and pretend to pray
You know the preacher lights the coals, he knows I'm gonna stay

John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy
Just to leave the folk music behind;
Zal and Denny workin' for a penny
Tryin' to get a fish on the line.
In a coffee house Sebastian sat,
And after every number they'd pass the hat.
McGuinn and McGuire just a-gettin' higher in L.A.,
You know where that's at.

I wouldn't want to be a chimney sweep
All black from head to foot
From climbing in them chimneys
And cleaning out that soot.
With a broom and ladder and pail,
The darkened walls I scale---
And far..and high...I see a patch of sky.

Callin' out around the world
Are you ready for a brand new beat?
Summer's here and the time is right
For dancin' in the streets
They're dancin' in Chicago
Down in New Orleans
Up in New York City
All we need is music, sweet music

While I'm far away from you, my baby,
I know it's hard for you, my baby,
Because it's hard for me, my baby,
And the darkest hour is just before dawn---

Each night before you go to bed, my baby,
Whisper a little prayer for me my baby.
And tell all the stars above

Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "i love you"
Birds singin in the sycamore trees
Dream a little dream of me

Say nighty-night and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you ll miss me
While I m alone and blue as can be

Now I know just how you feel; it was real
When I broke your heart.
Now I know just why you cried when I lied
And I broke your heart.
Now I know just how you feel,
(Now I know just how you feel...)
And I know that it was real
(And I know that it was real...)

A bit of free advice (vice)
We'll tell it to you now (nice, twice)
If you've got some habits
Some people won't allow (won't allow, allow)
Be cool, be clean
If you know what I mean.

We've all got our ups (ups, ups)

Give me a ticket for an aeroplane
Ain't got time to take a fast train
Lonely days are gone, I'ma goin' home
My baby just wrote me a letter

I don't care how much money I gotta spend
Got to get back to my baby again
Lonely days are gone, I'ma goin' home

Fools rush in, so here I am
Awfully glad to be unhappy
I can't win but here I am
More than glad to be unhappy

Unrequited love's a bore, yeah
And I've got it pretty bad
But for someone you adore

You gotta go where you wanna go,
Do what you wanna do
With whoever you wanna do it with.
You gotta go where you wanna go,
And do what you wanna do
With whoever you wanna do it with.

You don't understand

Got a feelin' that I'm wasting time on you babe
Got a feelin' that you've been untrue
I got a feelin' that you're stealin'
All the love I thought I was giving to you
Baby, it's true

Got a feelin' that you're playing some game with me babe
Got a feelin' that you just can't see

Hey, girl, I know he's put you down
For every new love that he has found.
Hey, girl, I know your feelin' sad -
Sad and blue.
And you think the trouble's not in him;
The trouble's in you. (No!)

I know he's only tryin' to score.

I call your name
But you're not there
Was I to blame
For being unfair?

Oh, I can't sleep at night
Since you've been gone
I never weep at night

I saw her again last night
And you know that I shouldn't
To string her along's just not right
If I couldn't I wouldn't

But what can I do, I'm lonely too
And it makes me feel so good to know
You'll never leave me

If you're going to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you are going to San Francisco
You're gonna meet some gentle people there

Coz those who come to San Francisco
Summer time will be a loving day
In the streets of San Francisco

All my bags are packed I'm ready to go I'm standing here outside your door

I hate to wake up to say goodbye

But the dawn is breaking and it's early morn the taxi's waitin' he's blowing his horn

Already I'm so lonesome I could cry

(And the rain beats on my roof)
(And it does not ask for proof)

It's not that lovers are unkind
She always said there'd come a time
When one would leave and one stay behind

We both knew people sometimes change

On a midnight voyage,
One that has no ending;
And it's sending me
The things that I need.

Far away from shore--
Further than I've been before;
But I feel the strength of the new sea.

Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.

Monday Monday, can't trust that day,
Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be

Bah-da bah-da-da-da
Bah-da bah-da-da-da
Bah-da bah-da-da-da

Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday mornin', Monday mornin' couldn't guarantee
That Monday evenin' you would still be here with me

I took one look at you,
(Я взглянула на тебя)
That's all I meant to do
(это всё, что я хотела сделать)
And then my heart stood still
(и тут моё сердце замерло)

My feet could step and walk

Once was a time I thought that love could be sold or bought
And everything fell in place for me.
The fashion of passion I rationed with caution
Because of the notion the potion of passion
Had never been passed to me.
But since it was Sunday and sunny I went for a stroll.
But peanuts and pigeons and people put me in a hole.
A blessing refreshing in you did unfold,

First star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might
Have the wish I wish tonight.

A banker抯 daughter or a runaway girl,
A little lady or a honky-tonk Pearl
Has to find someplace in this world
Where she feels at home.

Safe in my garden,
An ancient flower blooms.
And the scent from its nature
Slowly squares my room;
And its perfume being such
that it's causing me to swoon.
Could it be we were hot-wired
(Safe in my garden, an ancient flower blooms...)

If you are going to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you are going to San Francisco
You are gonna meet some gentle people there

For those who come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
In the streets of San Francisco

Goodbye to you, my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABCs
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees

Goodbye, my friend
It's hard to die

Sing for your supper, and you'll get breakfast;
Songbirds always eat
If their song is sweet to hear.
Sing for your luncheon, and you'll get dinner---
Dine with wine of choice
If romance is in your voice.

I heard from wise canary,

I need somebody groovy,
Someone who is able to move me, yeah. (yeah)
They gotta move me like they should.
And when I find somebody, yeah, I'm gonna treat em good.
(No) Don't need no imitations!
(No) Can use my imagination, no! (Yeah...yeah)
They gotta move me like they should.
And when I find somebody, yeah, I'm gonna treat em good.

"Straight Shooter"
(John Phillips)

Don't get me mad; don't tell no lie.
Don't make me sad; don't pass me by.
Baby are you holding, holding anything but me?
'Cause I'm a real straight shooter, if you know what I mean.
You can bring me love; you can hang around.

Strange young girls
Covered with sadness;
Eyes of innocence
Hiding their madness.
Walking the strip--
Sweet,soft,and placid---
Offering their youth
On the alter of acid.

I used to live in New York City;
Everything there was dark and dirty.

"And each street lamp was dark and dirty."
(line 2 of 45rpm release version, played on radio 1967).
Just a minor point- an interesting historical note, but many of us who got our music on the radio in 1967 remember that version. My favorite M&P song.-Bob

Outside my window was a steeple

Shake it up, baby;
Now twist and shout.
Shake it, shake it up, baby;
C'mon and work it on out .

You know you move real good, girl;
You know you move real fine.
C'mon and move a little closer;

Words of love, so soft and tender
Won't win a girls heart anymore
If you love her then you must send her
Somewhere where she's never been before
Worn out phrases and longing gazes
Won't get you where you want to go, no!
Words of love, soft and tender
Won't win her