Bill

I used to dream that I'd 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'd be one of those god-like kind of men With a giant...

Bill was a man Who grew too big It didn't matter what he did The girls would always run away When everybody laughs at you It can be humiliating Billy likes a Cute little girl They are lovers We can...

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...