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Riding Bbon a big white butterfly
I turned my back away towards the sky
I cEblosed my eyes to look for something
Saw myself as really nothing
BbThen I realised my butterfly
WFasn´t really up there with me
EbWe all make mistakes, forgive me
BbWould you like to ride my butterfly
BbRiding on a long blue paperplane
Getting seasick, sorry once again
LEbanding strip is getting nearer
Hope the fog lifts, make it clearer
TBbhen I realised my paperplane
FWasn´t really up there with me
EbWe all make mistakes, forgive me
BbWould you like to ride my paperplaneF
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BbRiding in a three grand Deutche car
A to B is often very far
HEbome is near, but such a long way
Legs and heads all feel the wrong way
ThBben I realised my Deutche car
IsF only there to get me somewhere
EEbven so I really do care
WBbould you like to ride my Deutche car
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