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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