Chaos and craziness,
But nobody is quite so silly
Like a Silly Billy.
Billy knows his way around,
He brushes his teeth with his thumb,
In the frying pan he likes to stare,
With a fork he combs his hair.
There's a sock around his neck
Like a tie it always hangs,
He wears his pants back to front,
And the fun - it never ends.
All children are making mess,
Chaos and craziness,
But nobody is quite so silly
Like a Silly Billy.
And the shoes are sometimes tight
If you mix up the left and right,
And his shirt is full of stains
Of butter and jam.
Billy always runs to school
Looking like a complete fool,
Loosened belt can sometimes be
Very tricky as you see.
All children are making mess,
Chaos and craziness,
But nobody is quite so silly
Like a Silly Billy.
In the school he always yawns,
To himself he's singing songs,
He's sometimes making paper flutes,
But Silly Billy is never mute.
Billy knows his way around,
He brushes his teeth with his thumb,
In the frying pan he likes to stare,
With a fork he combs his hair.
All children are making mess,
Chaos and craziness,
But nobody is quite so silly
Like a Silly Billy.
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