Today is my birthday I stay outside the wall 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 place All the boys are winning now They play all the tricks with smiles And a sorry past For a poor cow Their own room And winter trees Never touched these girls before They hear the car stereo And know waht life is for All the boys are weary now Listening to the family sing song Family say so Musty 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 wall Inside sit the butterflies For the butterfly ball
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