Billy and Bob are having a good time They spin on the floor, it's good for both of them When they get high too much of a good time They sit on the stairs
Holding hands and holding hearts Holding hands and holding hearts
It's hard and blind, stretching as high across the line So why do I? This soft wind will make you float above these things So long
Holding hands and holding hearts Holding hands and holding hearts
Billy and Bob are having a good time They spin on the floor, it's good for both of them This strange old place is where they get their work, oh yes It's hard to take but it makes you feel okay
I'll make you feel okay I'll make you feel okay I'll make you feel okay I'll make you feel okay I'll make you feel okay