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 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
[Incomprehensible] New York fire [incomprehensible] 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 F.B.I., the C.I.A., 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 moonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
