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 know 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, tic, tac
When's that character coming back
When's that kid in the G.I. lid gonna choo-choo down the track?

Poor ol' me, I'm as beat as can be
And my rim is even starting to rust
Look at these sticks tryin' to tic out the licks
They're covered with an inch of dust, beep uh dust

Billy a dick, billy a dick, tic, tac
When's that character coming back
When's that boy with the jumping joy gonna launch that last attack?
If he'll roll, roll, roll like a drumstick
Chewin', chewin', chewing' on a gum stick
Jack will soon have a Japanese derby to beat like a cymbal on the music rack

Billy a dick, billy a dick, tic, tac
When's that character coming back
When's that boy with the jumping joy gonna launch that last attack?
If he'll roll, roll, roll like a drumstick
Chewin', chewin', chewin' on a gum stick
Jack will soon have a Japanese derby to beat like a cymbal on the music rack
Billy a dick, billy a dick, tic, tac
Billy a dick, billy a dick, tic, tac
Billy a dick, billy a dick, tic, tac
When's that character coming back
Mom?