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]