Lyrics Ricky - "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
to
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
coming
over
here
'Cause
Fred
eats
all
our
pretzel
sticks
and
then
he
spills
his
beer
Why
don't
you
serve
your
casserole
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
babalooo
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
playing
at
the
Club,
you
never
let
me
go
I'm
begging
and
I'm
pleading
but
you
always
tell
me
no
Oh,
please
honey
please,
let
me
be
in
your
show
Ricky
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
Everbody
rumba!
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