| I used to know a man called Bill |
| Bill, chill, skill, macintosharoonie |
| He had a friend called Ian |
| Mean, they used to travel a lot together |
| We used to take his big black car |
| Go far, far, far away from the city |
| Even on days of rain and wind |
| Drivin' always seemed kind of pretty |
| What a bad time, came back to me |
| I'd wanna go see all the things I missed |
| Hey |
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| I used to know a man called Bill |
| Bill, chill, skill, macintosharoonie |
| He liked the bank that he worked in |
| Tall and thin, he loved to talk about the weather |
| Lover of pets and a base of sin |
| Drownin', always in his own beauty |
| He had a dog called spon-tan-e-ous |
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| Lots of folks said, "What a coincidence |
| That you and your dog share the same last name" |
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