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Well,way down yonder in Louisville,
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Lived a cat named Big Bad Bill,
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I wants to tell ya,
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Ah the cat was rogh and tough
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and would strutt his stuff
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Had the whole town scared to death,
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When he walked by they all held their breath,
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He's a fighting man, sure enough
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And then Bill got himself a wife,
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Now he leads a different life...
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Big Bad Bill is sweet William now,
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Married life done changed him somehow,
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He's the man the town used to fear,
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Now they all call him sweet pappa Willie dear,
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Stronger than Samson I declare,
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Til the brown skinned woman,
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Bobbed his hair
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Big Bad Bill dont fight any more,( No he dont )
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Doing the dishes,mopping up that floor ( Yes he is )
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Well he used to go out drinking,
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Looking for a fight,
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Now he gotta see that woman,everynight,
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Big Bad Bill is sweet william now
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Ah Play it boys.
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I likes that jazz.
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Big Bad Bill dont fight any more,( No he dont )
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Doing the dishes,mopping up that floor ( Yes he is )
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Well he used to go out drinking,
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Looking for a fight,
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Now he gotta see that woman,everynight,
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Big Bad Bill is sweet william now(doing the dishes)
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Big Bad Bill is sweet william now(mop up dat floor)
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Big Bad Bill is sweet william now
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Cha........ Yeah!
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Big bad bill
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| Van Halen |
