Bill
Lyrics
But along came Bill, who's not the type at all
You meet him on the street and never notice him
His form and face, his manly grace
Are not the kind that you would find in a statue
But I can't explain, it surely not his brain
That makes me thrill
I love him because he's wonderful
Because he's just my Bill
But along came Bill, who's not the type at all
He'd meet me in the street and never notice it
His form and face, his manly grace
Are not the kind that you would find in a statue
But I can't explain, it really not his brain
That makes me thrill
I love him because he's, I don't know
Because he's just my Bill
Writer(s): BARRY GRAY
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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