Mama says butterflies aren't real,

I say she's wrong.

Butterflies aren't real,

nothing is that beautiful;

nothing like that can happen.

I say she's wrong.

So tell me honey,

if butterflies are real,

where do they keep their wings,

that are too beautiful,

to be true?

They aren't real my honey, 

and that is the truth.

I say she's wrong. 

Go ahead!

Draw your little butterflies,

but I'll tell you now,

they aren't real.

They'll kill those little butterflies.

I say she's wrong. 

They'll KILL those little butterflies!

NO!

Don't kill the butterflies.