[DAMMIT uh. Well, it's not like he was sure he'd get away with it. Billy mock-pouts for a moment, then leans back, drumming his fingers on the table a few times to give himself an intro before singing,]
Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Tee-bear, Happy Birthday to you!
[The nickname is his quiet rebellion, deal with it.]
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Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday dear Tee-bear,
Happy Birthday to you!
[The nickname is his quiet rebellion, deal with it.]