You float like a butterfly
You float like a butterfly
You float like a butterfly
Then you sting like a bee
Sting like a bee
You?e very, very wicked
Pour your black rain on me, on me
I? drawn to you animal
I? drawn like an animal
And when you side up next to me
I? a servant to you chief
Sting me like a bee
C?on sting me
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