He had a smile
So wild and in tune with the universe
I sometimes ponder where I fit in
But William he fit in like hand in glove, hand in glove
Sweet William
No more, no more
Sweet William
No more, no more
Sweet William
No more, no more
Sweet William
No more, no more
He had a sweet head
So quick to rush in to any passion play on display
I sometimes ponder why I had to come that night
When Michael he had a knife, he had a knife
Sweet William
No more, no more
Sweet William
No more, no more
Sweet William
No more, no more
Sweet William
No more, no more
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