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