Today is my birthday I stay outside the hall Inside sit the butterflies For the butterfly ball
All the boys are graded now They come in their white socks, flat tops And somehow they find a placr All the boys are winning now They play all the tricks with smiles And a sorry past For poor caw
Their own room And winter tales Never touched these girls before They hear the car stereo And know what life is for
All the boys are weary now Listening to the family sing song Family say so
Must carve, must carve poor cow Slice her, slice her up, poor cow Slice her, slice her up, poor cow Slice her, slice her up, poor cow
Today is my birthday I stay outside the hall Inside sit the butterflies For the butterfly ball
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