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
Johnnys overseas. We no 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, tick, tack
When's that character comin' back?
When's that kid in the G.I. lid
Gonna choo-choo down the track?

Poor ol' me, I'm beat as can be
And my rim has even started to rust
Look at these sticks tryin' to take out the licks
They're covered with an inch of dust, beep-a-dust.

Billy-a-dick, Billy-a-dick, tick, tack
When's that character comin back?
When's that boy with the jumpin' joy
Gonna launch that last attack?

If hell roll, roll, roll like a drumstick
Chewin', chewin', chewin' on a gumstick
Jack, well soon have a Japenese derby
And beat it like a cymbal on a music rack.

Billy-a-dick, Billy-a-dick, tick, tack
When's that character comin back?
When's that boy with the jumpin' joy
Gonna launch that last attack?

If he'll roll, roll, roll like a drumstick
Chewin', chewin', chewin' on a gumstick
Jack, we'll soon have a Japenese derby
And beat it like a cymbal on a music rack.

Billy-a-dick, Billy-a-dick, tick, tack. (3x)
When's that character comin' back, Mom?