Had a friend back when I was young,
And man, we sure had us some fun.
The old neighborhood
Wouldn’t have been half as good
If Billy had not been around.
So, this one’s for you, Billy Brown.
My buddy, my pal, Billy Brown.
We raced our bikes home after school.
We didn’t think the Beatles were cool.
To us, Johnny Quest
Was the absolute best.
Turn the TV up, the radio down.
Can you spend the night, Billy Brown?
My buddy, my pal, Billy Brown.
Do you still have that big box of cars?
Did you learn how to pronounce your R’s?
Or do you still say, “Woy Wogers” today?
And do you still act like a clown?
Where are you now, Billy Brown?
My Buddy, my pal, Billy Brown.
As for women, well, what’s all the fuss?
Girls were like lepers to us.
At least thats what we
Would say publicly,
In secret, they made my heart pound.
And you liked ‘em too, Billy Brown.
My buddy, my pal, Billy Brown.
It was not long before Halloween,
The moving van entered the scene.
The boxes were tucked
On the back of the truck,
And hauled to the north end of town.
Did I say goodbye, Billy Brown?
My buddy, my pal, Billy Brown.
Do you still have that big box of cars?
Did you learn how to pronounce your R’s?
Or do you still say, “Woy Wogers” today?
And do you still act like a clown?
Where are you now, Billy Brown?
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