Texty: Jam. BILLY HUNT.

If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get
If it's not you crying, then it's probably me
You're a little dog messing up my tree

Billy Hunt is a magical world
Full of strippers and long legged girls
Clark Kent's got nothing on me
I'll spy like James Bond and die like King Kong

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy, Billy Hunt

I remember the first day at my job
I didn't get on to well with the foreman, Bob
Do this, do that, don't even stop for a cough
He used to be a sergeant in the R.A.F.

No one pushes Billy Hunt around
Well, they do but not for long
'Cause when I get fit and grow bionic arms
The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy, Billy Hunt

I could be a Superman
Satisfy any whim that I wanted to
I could be a human machine
I could show Steve Austin a thing or two

If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get
If it's not you crying, then it's probably me
You're a little dog messing up my tree

No one pushes Billy Hunt around
Well, they do but not for long
'Cause when I get fit and grow bionic arms
The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy, Billy Hunt

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy, Billy Hunt

Look out

Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt
Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy Hunt