文本歌词

Every night while I'm undressin'
Sayin' my prayers and lightly confessin'
I can hear hot licks
From a set of drums 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 drum say:
Billy-a-dick Billy-a-dick tick tack
When's that character comin' 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 to rust
Look at these sticks tryin' to take out the licks
They're covered with an inch of dust beep-a-dust
Billy-a-dick Billy-a-dick tick tack
When's that character comin' back
When's that boy with the jumpin' joy
Gonna launch that last attack
If he'll roll roll roll like a drumstick;
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-dick Billy-a-dick tick tack
When's that character comin' back
When's that boy with the jumpin' joy
Gonna launch that last attack
If he'll roll roll roll like a drumstick;
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-dick Billy-a-dick tick tack
Billy-a-dick Billy-a-dick tick tack
Billy-a-dick Billy-a-dick tick tack
When's that character comin' back Mom