Every night while I'm undressin',
sayin' my prayers and lightly confessin',
I can hear hot licks 
from a set of [bad word] upstairs.

Well, it couldn't be Johnny 'cause he isn't there;
Johnny's overseas. We no not where.
But, believe it or not, every night on the dot
I can hear a tenor [bad word] say:

Billy-a [bad word]  Billy-a [bad word]  tick, tack.
When's that [bad word]  back?
When's that kid in the G.I. lid
gonna choo-choo down the track?

Poor ol' me, I'm beat as can be,
and my rim has even started [bad word] 
Look at these sticks tryin' to take out the licks,
they're covered with an inch of dust, beep-a-dust.

Billy-a [bad word]  Billy-a [bad word]  tick, tack.
When's that [bad word]  back?
When's that boy with the jumpin' joy
gonna launch that last attack?

If he'll roll, roll, roll like a [bad word] 
Chewin', chewin', chewin' on a gumstick.
Jack, we'll soon have a Japenese derby
and beat it like a cymbal on a music rack.

Billy-a [bad word]  Billy-a [bad word]  tick, tack.
When's that [bad word]  back?
When's that boy with the jumpin' joy
gonna launch that last attack?

If he'll roll, roll, roll like a [bad word] 
Chewin', chewin', chewin' on a gumstick.
Jack, we'll soon have a Japenese derby
and beat it like a cymbal on a music rack.

Billy-a [bad word]  Billy-a [bad word]  tick, tack.
Billy-a [bad word]  Billy-a [bad word]  tick, tack.
Billy-a [bad word]  Billy-a [bad word]  tick, tack.
When's that [bad word]  back, Mom?