[Verse]

Well, Willy’s got a rhythm, a strut in his day,

He sways with a smile in that Australian way.

No votes required, no ballot, no plea,

He’s the King of Swing, and he reigns with glee.

[Verse 2]

From TV grooves to a jazzy fling,

The dance floor bends to hear him sing.

Commanding officer of the bebop crew,

Gypsy whispers in every note so true.

[Chorus]

Oh, Willy’s the King, let’s toast him tonight,

With melodies swinging in the soft spotlight.

Big band blasts and slow turns, they bring,

Hail to the throne of the one who swings!

[Verse 3]

With a sly little grin, he takes the lead,

In the dance of life, planting rhythmic seed.

Though his style is bold, it’s never sleazy,

He’s smooth as silk and oh so breezy.

[Bridge]

From the outback sun to the city’s glow,

His tunes travel high, his rhythms flow.

Through bebop beats to waltzing dreams,

He weaves magic with jazzy schemes.

[Chorus]

Oh, Willy’s the King, let’s toast him tonight,

With melodies swinging in the soft spotlight.

Big band blasts and slow turns, they bring,

Hail to the throne of the one who swings!

[Chorus]

Oh, Willy’s the King, let’s toast him tonight,

With melodies swinging in the soft spotlight.

Big band blasts and slow turns, they bring,

Hail to the throne of the one who swings!