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Blue Butter Video (MV)




Performed By: Éamon Boylan
Length: 2:30
Written by: Éamon Boylan
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Éamon Boylan - Blue Butter Lyrics




I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread
I liked to be Spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread
I liked to be spread, I liked To be spread

I want to be spread
On bread
I want to be spread
On bread

There was a doctor who spread me on his toast
And he spread me on a hot piece of toast
And the toast was hot, so I dripped off the toast

And I dripped and I dripped and I dripped and I dripped and I dripped and I dripped
And I dripped and I dripped And I dripped and I dripped and I dripped and I dripped
And I dripped and I dripped and I dripped and I dripped

And I dripped on the floor, and his wife came through the door
And she wiped me on the floor and held me with her. She held me with her

I want to be spread on bread
I want to be spread on bread
On bread
On bread
On bread
On bread
On bread
On bread
On blue/bread
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I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread
I liked to be Spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread, I liked to be spread
I liked to be spread, I liked To be spread

I want to be spread
On bread
I want to be spread
On bread

There was a doctor who spread me on his toast
And he spread me on a hot piece of toast
And the toast was hot, so I dripped off the toast

And I dripped and I dripped and I dripped and I dripped and I dripped and I dripped
And I dripped and I dripped And I dripped and I dripped and I dripped and I dripped
And I dripped and I dripped and I dripped and I dripped

And I dripped on the floor, and his wife came through the door
And she wiped me on the floor and held me with her. She held me with her

I want to be spread on bread
I want to be spread on bread
On bread
On bread
On bread
On bread
On bread
On bread
On blue/bread
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Writer: Éamon Boylan
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