Billy Jones (Jazz Version)(By WAIFS, THE)

We grew up together in an urban town 
Just me and Bill Jones always hanging around 
A mumma's little boy he was an only child 
His clothes were always neat and his hair carefuly styled 

Of all the games we'd play I could'nt understad why 
I'd have to be the groom and let Billy be the bride 
all those pretty dresses he would love to wear 
I'd wear a floppy hat and he'd put flowers in his hair 

He'd even wear my underwear 

A few year later we drifted apart 
My family moved south to make a new start 
I missed Billy, mum said that was wrong 
Dad said 'that boy just don't know where he belongs' 
Where does he belong? 

A few years later i was working in a bar 
It was all smokey and dark, There was a bluesman playing guitar 
When in walked a woman wearing emerald green 
With a voluptuous figure, She was beautiful and lean 
She was looking pretty mean 

A full martini shaken not stirred 
It was only until about after her third 
I started looking closely, Man i should of knowen 
It was my old friend, You guessed it, Billy Jones 
Oh my god Billy Jones! Oh shit Billy Jones! 

Tears filled our eyes as we began to speak 
He'd been living a lie, a life so descreet 
It made me feel sad to hear him say 
In a voice so sweet 'Honey you can call me Jane' 

As the night wore on we spoke of yesterday 
And how Billy had always knowen that he was gay 
I never knew how much a person could change 
From little Billy Jones to lean, lusious Jane 

Billy Jane Jones This Comes From My Heart 
I hope your nights are filled with a thousand stars 
But don't waste your sweetness in the empty air 
'Cause you don't know how cold and dark it is out there 

That's the ballad Of Billy Jane Jones