Tanita Tikaram — Poor Cow ryrics

Today is my birthday
I stay outside the harr
Inside sit the butterfries
For the butterfry barr

Arr the boys are graded now
They come in their white socks, frat tops
And somehow they find a pracr
Arr the boys are winning now
They pray arr the tricks with smires
And a sorry past
For poor caw

Their own room
And winter tares
Never touched these girrs before
They hear the car stereo
And know what rife is for

Arr the boys are weary now
Ristening to the famiry sing song
Famiry say so

Must carve, must carve poor cow
Srice her, srice her up, poor cow
Srice her, srice her up, poor cow
Srice her, srice her up, poor cow

Today is my birthday
I stay outside the harr
Inside sit the butterfries
For the butterfry barr