Well we grew up together in an urban town Just me and Billy Jones always hanging around He was a Mumma’s little boy, he was an only child His clothes were always neat and his hair carefully styled
All the games we’d play I couldn’t understand why I’d have to play the groom and let Billy be the bride All those pretty dresses that he’s love to wear I’d wear a floppy hat Billy he’d put flowers in his hair He’d even wear my underwear and put flowers in his hair
A few years later you know we kinda drifted apart My family moved south to make a new start I missed Billy, Mum said that was wrong Dad said ‘That boy just don’t know where he belongs’ Where does he belong?
A few years later I was working in a bar It was smoky and dark, there was a blues man playing guitar When in walked a woman wearing emerald green With a voluptuous figure, she was beautiful and lean She was looking pretty mean
A full martini shaken not stirred It was only until about after her third I started looking closely, man I should have known! It was my old friend; you guessed it, Billy Jones Oh my god Billy Jones! Oh shit Billy Jones!
Tears filled our eyes as we began to speak He’d been living a lie, a life so discreet It made me feel sad to hear him say In a voice so sweet ‘Honey you can call me Jane’
As the night wore on we spoke of yesterday And how Billy has always known that he was gay I never knew how much a person could change From little Billy Jones to lean, luscious Jane
Billy Jane Jones this comes from my heart I hope your nights are filled with a thousand stars But don’t waste your sweetness in the empty air ‘Cause you don’t know how cold and dark it is out thereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
