Along come Bill Who`s not the type at all. You`d meet him on the street And never notice him. His form and face His manly grace Is not the kind that you Would find in a statue Yet I can`t explain It`s surely not his brain That makes me thrill I love him because he`s wonderful Because he`s just my Bill. I used to dream that I would discover The perfect lover Someday I knew I`d recognize him If ever he came round my way I always used to fancy then He would be of the God-like kind of men With the giant strength And the noble head Like the heroes bold In the books I`ve read And along come Bill An ordinary boy He hasn`t got a thing That I can brag about And yet to be Upon his knee So comfy and roomy Feels natural to me Oh I I can`t explain It`s surely not his brain That makes me thrill I love him because he`s I don`t know Because he`s just my Bill.
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