Down in Texas near the DFW
Among the shrubs and patios and barbecues
Was born a suburban boy named Billy Be Bad
Had a white bread momma and a rock and roll dad
Didn't have much soul or country roots
But he sure looked cute in his cowboy suit

B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad, B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad
B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad, B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad
He can spot a trend and he knows a pad
He's a country singer named Billy Be Bad

He sounds like everybody on the radio
He's building up his biceps for his video
The people at the label said we like to start 'em young
We know you're twenty three but we'll say you're twenty one
They played him some Strait, they played him some Jones
Now he's got that country music way down in his bones

B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad, B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad
B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad, B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad
Watch out for your daughters, he's gonna drive 'em mad
The country sex symbol called Billy Be Bad

Now poor ol' Billy's at the end of the line
He's over the hill 'cause he's pushing twenty nine
He's not as young and he's not as handsome
Now he just tested positive for brandson
He'll never be that hot again
Look for his music in the oldies bin

B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad, B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad
B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad, B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy Be Bad
But what a great career he had, I'm sayin' goodbye to Billy Be Bad