Hillbilly Billy was from New York City
Or was it upper state
And if Billy ever took a bath
The smell never went away
Billy cussed his boss, he lost his job
He doesn't work there any more
So he took his money to buy some meat
When she waltzed right into the store
Billy fell in love with this lovely girl
She was the best pet he ever had
She supported him well, but what the hell
Billy's always smellin' bad
Billy thought he ought to buy some soap
To clean up for the wife and kid
He never thought that it would chase them away
But then again, he did
This lovely girl talked him into it
What other choice did he have
Billy didn't want to lose his pet
He forced his wife to give him a bath
Wash the dishes in the toilet, dry them in the tub,
with an old greasy rag
The wife threatened to leave him, like a stick in the mud
Ol' Billy would miss that hag
Spending lonely nights in the sewer pipes
Never caused as big as a stink
As the day Billy brought home a skunk
And made it a bed in the sink
Billy tried to keep this lovely clean girl
She couldn't get passed the smell
But the wife and kid didn't like her any way
Keeping Billy clean was just pure hell
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