ricky

Singer: weird al yankovic

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!

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