The Mamas & The Papas
Mansions
Sitting in our mansion
Guarded by expansion
Questioning our motives and our means;
Wondering why this isn't like the dream

Walls of wealth surround us;
People cannot hound us
A gentle Spanish lady cooks our meals
But we never ask her how she feels

Limousines and laughter
Parties everafter
If you play the game, you pay the price---
Purchasing a piece of paradise
Changes...changing...

Fog and rain...
((?) and trains...)
Londontown the same...
(On the road again....)
Borrowing (?) from friends...
(Dirges and pain...)
Circles have...
(Circles have...)
No end
Paris and Rome---
Making their scene
But missing our own
Beatles and Stones---
Then on the phone
And come back home
Changes...changing...

Nothing left to bind us;
People cannot find us
You live your life a
And live it as you please
(Please, please, please)
Live your life exactly as you please
(Please, please, please)
Live your life and live it as you please
(Please, please, please)
Live your life exactly as you please
(Please, please, please)
Please, live your life just as you please