posted by Gidge Uriza

When I think of the east end lights, muggy nights
the curtains drawn in the little room downstairs
Prima Donna lord you really shoulda been there
Sitting like a princess perched in her electric chair
And It’s One More Beer and I don’t hear you ANYMORE
We’ve all gone crazy lately
My friends have been rolling ’round the basement floor

Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You’re a Butterfly
And Butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away, bye bye

I’m strangled by your haunted social scene
Just a pawn out-played by a dominating queen
I’m four o-clock in the morning dammit
listen to me good……..

I’m a butterfly. …….

Style Notes

• Shape – Gidge Custom Shape
• Hair – Exile
• Skin – Sn@tch
• Dress – Boudoir