William`s my friend; he`ll never change
he`s my friend the outlaw at home on the range
He wears his hair long in a neat ponytail
To prove he`s still searching for sweet holy grail
He has wise blood; I hear it travel his veins
His heart beats in Texas all wrapped up in chains
And when he`s home he must be what he seems
But when he`s with me he plays for the other team
And I`ve seen him play; everyone`s his best friend
Out of sight, out of mind; love letters never sent
And when he`s home his dance card is full
But when he`s with me he plays by his own rules
William, run home--go wash your face
Run away home; touch every base
Run away home. But, William, don`t stay
`Cause, William, I love to watch while you play
And when you`re home they won`t let you fail
They`ll send you off searching for sweet holy grail Send " Sweet Holy Grail" Ringtone to your Cell