Hey, butterfly, you better fly away quick

Or that little boy's gonna catch you in his net

Well, I don't know how fast you think that you are

Or what kind of camouflage you think you got on

Buy you're not fast enough for that little boy

You're gonna be his toy pretty soon

Hey, little girl, you better run away soon

Or that little boy's gonna catch up with you

Well, I don't care how pretty you think you are

Or if someday you're gonna be a star

But that little boy is gonna catch up with you

You're gonna be his toy, aw pretty soon

Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Suck and blow, man)

Don't know what kind of God you got on your mind

But you better make your peace with him

Or one day you're gonna find

You're gonna be apologizing on your death bed

'Bout all the wicked things that you said

But you know God, he's gonna catch up with you

Pretty soon you're gonna be his toy

Yeah, baby, yeah, you're gonna be his toy

Hmmm...