Gregg Diamond - Hot Butterfly Lyrics

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Hot Butterfly

Hot Butterfly Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Hot Butterfly By Gregg Diamond?
A faded photograph I mailed to you
With feelings I don't want to face And a long song of surrender in blue I remember when you took my breath away Chanson papillon, we were very young Like butterflies, like hot butterfly Chanson papillon, we had just begun We let it slide on by We didn't realize All our memories are burning in time Like a bittersweet perfume Can you tell me how a love that's so fine Could have climaxed in a single afternoon Chanson papillon, we were very young Like butterflies, like hot butterfly Chanson papillon, we had just begun We let it slide on by We didn't realize Chanson papillon Chanson papillon Gone are the days of instant romance And the nights of slow goodbyes That was a time of life when foxy was the dance But then you got wise to all my lies Chanson papillon, we were very young Like butterflies, like hot butterfly Chanson papillon, we had just begun Let it slide on by Let it slide on by Chanson papillon, we were very young Like butterflies, like hot butterfly Chanson papillon, we had just begun Just begun to fly Ooh, yeah, I wanna say Chanson papillon, chanson Chanson papillon, chanson Chanson papillon, chanson Chanson papillon, chanson Chanson papillon, chanson |
Who Wrote Hot Butterfly By Gregg Diamond?
Gregory Oliver Diamond
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What's The Duration Of The Hot Butterfly By Gregg Diamond?The duration of Hot Butterfly is 5:19 minutes and seconds. |
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