SIX-FOOT BUTTERFLY
it was on a monday night
she stood there looking at the moonlight from the bar
she'd been serving drinks since four
biting her lip--she would not take it anymore
put her glass down, grabbed a coin
walked to the jukebox to play her favorite song
she served her last drink that night (x2)
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closed her eyes
whirled around and whirled around some more...
a six-foot butterfly (x2)
when the jukebox settled down
she grabbed her purse and walked out thru the door
all the men said, "hey come back."
she didn't hear them;
her feet were moving fast
when she got home
called a friend who lived in NY
and asked about his band
she served her last drink that night (x2)
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spent six months there in NY
learned the songs and gigged around the town
everybody loved their sound
thought about touring
checking out new ground
got a gig in her old bar
laughed and cried then picked up her guitar
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