Billy B. Bad

Down in Texas near the D.F.W, Among the scrubs and patios and barbecues Was born a suburban boy named Billy B. Bad Had a white bread momma and a rock and roll dad Didn't have much soul or country roots But he sure looked cute in his cowboy suit Chorus 1: B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B. Bad B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B. Bad B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B. Bad B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B. Bad He can spot a trend and he knows a fad He's a country singer named Billy B.Bad He sounds like everybody on the radio He's building up his biceps for his video The people at the label said we like to start them young We know your twenty three but we'll say your twenty one They played him some Strait and they played him some Jones Now his got that country music way down in his bones Chorus 2: B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B. Bad B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B. Bad B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B. Bad B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B. Bad Watch out for your daughters, He's goona drive 'em mad The country sex symbol called Billy B. Bad Now poor ol' Billy's at the end of the line He's over the hill 'cause he's pushing twenty nine He's not as young and he's not as handsome He just tested positive for Branson He'll never be that hot again Look for his music in the oldies bin Chorus 3: B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B.Bad B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B.Bad B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B.Bad B-B-B-B-Billy (Billy) Billy B.Bad What a great carrer he had Say goodbye to Billy B.Bad