In a perfect world, I would wave my hand.
And everyone would understand
The things that make me me.
In a perfect world, I would wave my hand,
And have three girls at my command.
And this is how they'd be.
Billy, Billy, silly Billy,
Finding fame inside a teacup.
Looks at clouds and sees a rainbow.
Looks at me and makes the rain go.
He sees glory in a shadow on his
bedroom wall.
How can Billy go and leave it all?
Billy, Billy, silly Billy,
Sails the seas astride his pillow.
Pleased to let the world pass by him.
Only dreams can satisfy him.
In his dreams he can be all the
things he longs to be.
Sail on Billy, and make room for me.

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