Consolation Prize - Lesley Gore

When I lost Tommy

I won Billy as a consolation prize

The love he gave me

Really swayed me

It was shining in his eyes

Oh, Billy poor Billy

Was my consolation prize

Cause I love Tommy

I used Billy

Hoping that he would not get wise

Each time I meet him

I mistreat him

And tell him such a pack of lies

Oh, Billy poor Billy

Was my consolation prize

Although Billy was tender

And Billy was always there

I kept wishing Tommy’s lips

They were mine all mine to share

Then I hurt Tommy

Lost his sweat heart

But when he call I realized

That I loved Billy

Only Billy

What a passing in disguise

Oh Tommy hey Tommy

Go ahead and get yourself

A consolation prize (repeat)