Текст песни Nana Mouskouri - Bill
Nana Mouskouri - Bill слова песни
Along come Bill Who`s not the type at all.You`d meet him on the street And never notice him.His form and faceHis manly graceIs not the kind that youWould find in a statueYet I can`t explainIt`s surely not his brainThat makes me thrillI love him because he`s wonderfulBecause he`s just my Bill.I used to dream that I would discoverThe perfect loverSomedayI knew I`d recognize him If ever he came round my wayI always used to fancy thenHe would be of the God-like kind of menWith the giant strength And the noble headLike the heroes boldIn the books I`ve readAnd along come Bill An ordinary boyHe hasn`t got a thing That I can brag aboutAnd yet to beUpon his kneeSo comfy and roomyFeels natural to meOh II can`t explainIt`s surely not his brainThat makes me thrillI love him because he`sI don`t knowBecause he`s just my Bill.