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15.3.10

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You are a splendid butterfly, it is your wings that make you beautiful? And I could make you fly away, but I could never make you stay. You said you were in love with me, both of us know that that's impossible. And I could make you rue the day, but I could never make you stay. Not for all the tea in China, not if I could sing like a bird. Not for all North Carolina, not for all my little words. Not if I could write for you the sweetest song you ever heard. It doesn't matter what I'll do, not for all my little words. Now that you've made me want to die, you tell me that you're un(girl)boyfriendable. And I could make you pay and pay, but I could never make you stay.