Dont call me babe she said
Dont call me baby either
Dont tell me you love me
Cus love you i neither
She trusts no man
Not even Jesus
Annie Billy the goat
Stubborn little teaser
Hard as the Wind
Soft like a fountain
Annie Billy can never reach
Satisfaction
Easy to please
Plain as a feather
She can make it rain
Even cause a stormy weather
Annie Billy is not a Spider
But she's a gifted web Spinner
She lies just for fun
She tries hard to be a sinner
But Annie Billy is a Saint
Dont tell her or she ll faint
She's rare as gem,
Random as the numbers
Dont make her wait
Or she ll put you to slumber
Annie Billy is fierce
Her attitude is "i dont care"
She's rude and proud
She's shrewd and loud
You ll never see her brood or frown
So the other night
All the boys got in a fight
Who gets Annie Billys hand
One knee and a golden Band
Annie Billy is a Lover
The best damn lover there is
She ll love you forever
But she ll only stay a week
A heart so pure
Self less in nurture
Annie Billy is too sweet
But dont tell her this
She ll taint her own Image
Soil her reputation
If you ask her why she does it
She would say it's in her Nature
Annie Billy is a psycho
She's not as Bad as myko
She's a dainty old soul
But looks like a baby day old
I Love Annie Billy, We all do
But if you tell it to her
She ll run away from you
And so the Day came
When the boys made a plan
Annie Billy
must walk the plank
With her head up high
And Misty eyes blue
She jumped into the water
But away she flew.
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