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