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She's good, she's bad, she's transcendental
A swinging friend just drives me mental
She plays upon the electric lyre
She makes me blow my amplifier
She's a bu*terfly girl
She's head to toe in golden bangles
She wears her hair like a Roman candle
She's Sister Moon and her Brother Sun
Reads the Kama Sutra and the Perfume Garden
She's a bu*terfly girl
She's a bu*terfly girl
She's a bu*terfly girl
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The bu*terfly girl
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The bu*terfly girl
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The bu*terfly girl
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah