Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy
Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy
Well some people don't like the way he walks
Some people don't like the way he talks
But I love the way he walks and talks
Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy
Well some people I know don't like his style
Some people I know don't like his smile
But he knows I love him all the while
Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy
They only judge 'bout what they see
But he's as nice as nice can be
If they knew him the way I do
Well they would love him too
Well some people don't like the clothes he'll wear
Some people don't like his curly hair
But they oughta know the dreams I share
With Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy
