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