 Come my lady, come, come my lady, you're my butterfly, sugar, baby. Come my lady, come, come my lady, you're my butterfly, sugar, baby. Such a sexy, sexy, pretty little thing. This April bitch, she got me sprung with your tongue ring. And I ain't gonna lie, cause your lovin' gets me high. So to keep you by my side, there's nothin' that I won't try. Butterflies in her eyes and her looks to kill. Time is passin' away.