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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Song: | Ricky |
Album: | | Genres: | Comedy Rock |
Year: | 1991 |
Length: | 158 sec |
Lyrics:
Hey Lucy, I'm home
Oh Ricky, you're so fine You're so fine you blow my mind Hey Ricky, hey Ricky
Oh Lucy, you're so fine You're so fine you blow my mind Hey Lucy, hey Lucy
Oh Ricky, you're so fine You play your bongos all the time Hey Ricky, hey Ricky
Oh Lucy, you're so fine How I love tyo hear you whine Hey Lucy
Hey Ricky You always play your conga drums, you think you got the right You wake up little Ricky in the middle of the night Stop shakin' your maraccas now and just turn out the light Ricky
I'm sick of Fred and Ethel always comin' over here 'Cause Fred eats all our pretzel sticks and then he spills his beer Why don't you serve your cassarole and make them disappear Lucy
Oh Ricky, what's a girl like me supposed to do You really drive me wild when you sing your babaloo Oh Lucy, you're so dizzy, don't you have a clue Well, here's to you Lucy I love you too Lucy, too Lucy, let's babaloo Lucy
Hey Ricky You're always playin' at the club, you never let me go I'm beggin' and I'm pleadin' but you always tell me no Oh, please honey please, let me be in your show Ricky, wah
You always burn the roast and you drop the dishes too You iron my new shirt and you burn a hole right through You're such a crazy redhead I just don't know what to do Lucy
Oh Ricky What a pity, don't you understand That every day's a rerun and the laughter's always canned Oh Lucy I'm the latin leader of the band So here's to you Lucy Let's babaloo Lucy, too Lucy Everybody rumba!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
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