The Mamas And The Papas Rooms

Rooms that we have lived in,

The things that they have seen;

Rooms that you shared with me,

And the rooms in between…

When you’re gone, there’s a drought of love.

Mornings we would wake up

Just to taste our love again,

Afraid of some break-up

Before the day could end.

When you’re gone, there’s a drought of love;

Empty rooms without your love.

Why can’t we seem to get it on?

(Why can’t we seem to get it on)

Words remain unspoken (words…);

Thoughts cannot be heard

(Thoughts…cannot be heard).

Love’s just a token

Without some spoken word.

When your gone, there’s a drought of love.

When you’re gone, there’s a drought of love;

Empty rooms without your love.

Why can’t we seem to get it on?

(Why can’t we seem to get it on)

Rooms that you will live in

Not a part of me.

(They’ll never see…)

Rooms that you’ll make love in;

Rooms I’ve never seen.

When you’re gone, there’s a drought of love…

When you’re gone, there’s a drought of love…

The Mamas And The Papas European Blueboy

Return your velvet suit to theatrical rent.

The streets of Soho will never repent.

And the tears that you cry rain on you.

And the tears that you cry are for you –

Weren’t for Napoleon after Waterloo.

The madman came, he was hysterically spent;

The price out outrage was carelesly bent.

And the master of disguise, he has left.

And the promises that he made are all kept

Except for the Golden Fleece, he thought he would have sent.

European Blueboy

European Blueboy

European Blueboy

European Blueboy

Return your velvet suit to theatrical rent.

The streets of Soho will never repent.

And the tears that you cry rain on you.

And the tears that you cry are for you –

Weren’t for Napoleon after Waterloo.

European Blueboy

European Blueboy

European Blueboy

European Blueboy

The Mamas And The Papas Dream A Little Dream Of Me

[Spoken:]

“…you keep pouring into one glass and you’re never changing the straw.”

“And now to sing this lovely ballad, here is…Mama Cass.”

Stars shining bright above you;

Night breezes seem to whisper ‘I love you’.

Birds singing in the sycamore tree.

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, blue as can be,

Dream a little dream of me.

Stars fading but I linger on, dear –

Still craving your kiss.

I’m longing to linger till dawn, dear,

Just saying this…

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you –

Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you.

But in your dreams, whatever they be,

Dream a little dream of me.

Stars fading but I linger on, dear –

Still craving your kiss.

I’m longing to linger till dawn, dear,

Just saying this…

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you –

Sweet dreams that leave all worries far behind you.

But in your dreams, whatever they be,

Dream a little dream of me.

The Mamas And The Papas Glad To Be Unhappy

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,

It’s a pleasure to be sad.

Like a straying baby lamb

With no mama and no papa,

I’m so unhappy, yeah.

Unrequited love’s a bore, yeah,

And I’ve got it pretty bad.

But for someone you adore,

It’s a pleasure to be sad.

Like a straying baby lamb

With no mama and no papa,

I’m so unhappy, yeah…

But oh so glad

The Mamas And The Papas Midnight Voyage

On a midnight voyage,

One that has no ending;

And it’s sending me

The things that I need.

Far away from shore (how far?)

Further than I’ve been before;

But I feel the strength of the new sea.

(Of a midnight voyage for just what you need…)

Dreams come and go,

And I sift through them.

Love (love) starts to grow

From the thoughts that I find within them.

On a midnight voyage,

Searching for my pleasure;

Reaching with my mind for something I’ve dreamed.

(Reaching with your mind for something you’ve dreamed)

Loves come and go

And I dream through them;

Dreams (dreams) start to flow

From the love that I find within them.

On a midnight voyage,

One that has no ending;

And it’s sending me

Right into my mind.

On…

[Spoken:]

“Uh, turn back to the earphones.

Could you turn off the earphones, please?”

“Turn the television set down, please.”

“And turn the air conditioning off.”

“And walk around the block twice.”

“Three…”

On…

[Spoken:]

“Your late coming in.”

“I was…right with you.”

“Sorry, my mistake.”

“Two, three, four…”

Five…alright? One, two, three…”

On a midnight voyage…

[Spoken:]

“You’ve got it.”

“You like that Lou?”

Come on, let’s take a midnight voyage;

Let me take you on a little trip.

Come on, come on,

Woah, come on…

Would you dare to take a little journey?

All aboard; all ashore.

At your leisure take a pleasure trip.

I’m sure; you’re sure.

Everybody needs a pleasure trip,

My friend, my friend…

The Mamas And The Papas No Dough

No dough, no place to go.

Art deco on the late night show.

We’ll climb into bed, do like we said, and lie spooned.

And you’ll give your love to me;

Then I’ll give it back to you.

Pass the chips; you’ve got salt on your lips.

Not the news, it gives you the blues.

Help you off with your shoes.

Then I’ll scratch your back;

Then I’ll do the same to you.

Feels good…

Feels so good…

Feels so good to be alive…

No dough (no dough), but no place to go.

Art deco on the late night show.

We’ll climb into bed, do like we said, and lie spooned.

How else should people be, when they’re on their honeymoon?

There’ll be just you and me. on our honeymoon.

Oh baby, can’t you see us on our honeymoon?

(Honeymoon) Hey, baby, can’t you see us…

(Honeymoon) …on our honeymoon?

(Honeymoon) Hey, baby, can’t you see us…

(Honeymoon) …on our honeymoon?

(Honeymoon) Hey, baby, can’t you see us…

(Honeymoon) …on our honeymoon?

The Mamas And The Papas Lady Genevieve

In a place far from here,

Circled by mountains,

Her skirts are raised;

She gently sways.

[?]

Lady Genevieve

Blue of blouse,

Crystal sphere

Slowly revolving –

Her life is seen;

The blues are green.

Kings cannot believe

Lady Geneveie.

Butterfly to appear

Frozen in final motion.

The bargain’s made;

Her colors fade.

Collectors have achieved

Lady Genevieve.

Night has come,

So spread your wings

While they all are sleeping.

Try the wind;

Your wings shall mend.

Happily conceive,

Lady Genevieve.

Lady Genevieve,

Torn from the willow,

Rest your head,

Ooh, rest your head.

No one shall receive Lady Genevieve.

The Mamas And The Papas Nothing’s Too Good For My Little Girl

A Thursday night meeting

To talk with your dad.

He said that the organization

Makes his heart feel glad.

I picked out a movie; we went with your dad.

And he said that it’s this kind of movie

That’ll turn a good kid bad.

He should know cause he’s a dad

and he knows what’s good and what’s bad;

Yes, I guess you’ll never be had

Cause how many times have I heard him say…

Nothing’s too good for my little girl;

Give her the best, I say.

It’s always first class for my little girl all the way.

One night in a nightdream,

I dreamt of your daddy.

He was making up a list

Of all the things he thought I should have.

One day in a daydream, I found you alone,

But I didn’t try to kiss you

Or even make you my own

Cause you belong to Dad –

You’re not on the list of things I should have

And I’m the kid who went bad.

How many times have I heard him say…

Nothing’s too good for my little girl;

Give her the best, I say.

It’s always first class for my little girl all the way.

No, nothin’s too good for my little girl;

Give her the best, I say.

It’s always first class for my little girl all the way.

Nothing’s too good for my little girl…

The Mamas And The Papas Do You Wanna Dance

Do you wanna dance under the moon light;

Squeeze me all through the night?

Oh, baby, do you wanna dance?

Do you wanna dance and hold my hand;

Tell me I’m your lover man?

Oh, baby, do you wanna dance?

Do you wanna dance and make romance?

C’mon pretty baby and take a chance.

Hey, baby, baby, do you wanna dance?

(Do you…) Do you wanna dance?

(Do you…) Do you wanna dance?

(Do you…) Do you, do you wanna dance?

Do you wanna dance under the moon light;

Squeeze me all through the night?

Oh, baby, do you wanna dance?

(Do you…) Do you wanna dance?

(Do you…) Do you wanna dance?

(Do you…) Do you do you wanna dance?

(Do you…) Do you wanna dance?

Do you wanna dance? (Do you wanna dance?)

Will you take a chance?(Do you wanna dance?)

Will hold my hand? (Do you wanna dance?)

At least let me be your lover man! (Do you wanna dance?)

Can I hold your hand? (Do you wanna dance?)

Let me be your lover man! (Do you wanna dance?)

Can I hold your hand? (Do you wanna dance?)

The Mamas And The Papas No Salt On Her Tail

Not in my arms, but on my mind –

Yes, on my mind, but not in my arms.

Time passes by

And I watch her fly –

Yes, I watch her fly,

And time passes by.

Though it’s hard for me,

I’m going to leave her free

‘Cause that would be the best philosophy.

Then she’ll come to me.

So I feel that to be real that…

This little bird, she can fly away;

No salt on her tail –

No cage to make her stay.

Though it’s har d for me,

I’m going to leave her free

Because that would be the best philosophy.

She’ll come to me.

So I feel that to be real…

This little bird she can fly away;

No salt on her tail.

No, she can fly away…

(No cage to make her stay)

No cage to maker her stay…

(No cage to make her stay)

This little bird can fly away…

(No cage to make her stay)

(No cage to make her stay)