The Beverly Boy Billies
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Come and listen to my story 'bout the boys from the Square,
Some stuck around, some moved away from there.
Some got chubby, and some lost all their hair,
And some leave skidmarks... on their underware.
A "boy" can be a cool guy, A "boy" can be a geek.
Remember when Mitch took that pot, and threw it in the creek.
On sundays we ate bagels... on Sundays we ate lox.
Remember that TV that turned out to be a box.
Remember when I lived in Queens with Morris and with Bag.
Every night a different chick... usually a skag.
Now that I think back on it, it really was absurd,
Remember when Morris... had his snake eat my bird.
And remember all the card games, Acey Duecy, five card stud.
We played for only quarters, but it always was for blood.
Some times you'd lose ten dollars and you'd be a total wreck.
Remember that time that... Ebner said "check".
Well... soon we'll be together swapping stories, telling tales.
It won't be like the old days, no we won't be doing rails.
All the boys together, this should really be a gas.
But don't expect to find my nose up Billy's asssssssss.
Tushie, that is... texas tea.