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 the 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
I remember the first day at my job,
I didn’t get along 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 going to wish it weren’t born
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 the 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 going to wish it weren’t born
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy