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 brain and a noble head
 Like the heroes bold in the books I read
 But along came Bill
 Who's not the type at all
 You'ld 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
 And 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
 [Instrumental break]
 He's just my 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, seems natural to me
 And 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