Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy Well some people don't like the way he walks Some people don't like the way he talks But I love the way he walks and talks Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy Well some people I know don't like his style Some people I know don't like his smile But he knows I love him all the while Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy They only judge 'bout what they see But he's as nice as nice can be If they knew him the way I do Well they would love him too Well some people don't like the clothes he'll wear Some people don't like his curly hair But they oughta know the dreams I share With Billy Boy, Billy Boy, Billy Boy