Lyric Ricky
R: Hey Lucy, I m home
L: Oh Ricky, you re so fine
L: You re so fine you blow my mind
L: Hey Ricky, hey Ricky
R: Oh Lucy, you re so fine
R: You re so fine you blow my mind
R: Hey Lucy, hey Lucy
L: Oh Ricky, you re so fine
L: You play your bongos all the time
L: Hey Ricky, hey Ricky
R: Oh Lucy, you re so fine
R: How I love tyo hear you whine
R: Hey Lucy
L: Hey Ricky
L: You always play your conga drums, you think you got the right
L: You wake up little Ricky in the middle of the night
L: Stop shakin your maraccas now and just turn out the light Ricky
R: I m sick of Fred and Ethel always comin over here
R: Cause Fred eats all our pretzel sticks and then he spills his beer
R: Why don t you serve your cassarole and make them disappear Lucy
L: Oh Ricky, what s a girl like me supposed to do
L: You really drive me wild when you sing your babaloo
R: Oh Lucy, you re so dizzy, don t you have a clue
R: Well, here s to you Lucy
R: I love you too Lucy, too Lucy, let s babaloo Lucy
L: Hey Ricky
L: You re always playin at the club, you never let me go
L: I m beggin and I m pleadin but you always tell me no
L: Oh, please honey please, let me be in your show Ricky, wah
R: You always burn the roast and you drop the dishes too
R: You iron my new shirt and you burn a hole right through
R: You re such a crazy redhead I just don t know what to do Lucy
L: Oh Ricky
L: What a pity, don t you understand
L: That every day s a rerun and the laughter s always canned
R: Oh Lucy
R: I m the latin leader of the band
R: So here s to you Lucy
R: Let s babaloo Lucy, too Lucy
R: Everybody rumba!
R: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
L: Oh Ricky, you re so fine
L: You re so fine you blow my mind
L: Hey Ricky, hey Ricky
R: Oh Lucy, you re so fine
R: You re so fine you blow my mind
R: Hey Lucy, hey Lucy
L: Oh Ricky, you re so fine
L: You play your bongos all the time
L: Hey Ricky, hey Ricky
R: Oh Lucy, you re so fine
R: How I love tyo hear you whine
R: Hey Lucy
L: Hey Ricky
L: You always play your conga drums, you think you got the right
L: You wake up little Ricky in the middle of the night
L: Stop shakin your maraccas now and just turn out the light Ricky
R: I m sick of Fred and Ethel always comin over here
R: Cause Fred eats all our pretzel sticks and then he spills his beer
R: Why don t you serve your cassarole and make them disappear Lucy
L: Oh Ricky, what s a girl like me supposed to do
L: You really drive me wild when you sing your babaloo
R: Oh Lucy, you re so dizzy, don t you have a clue
R: Well, here s to you Lucy
R: I love you too Lucy, too Lucy, let s babaloo Lucy
L: Hey Ricky
L: You re always playin at the club, you never let me go
L: I m beggin and I m pleadin but you always tell me no
L: Oh, please honey please, let me be in your show Ricky, wah
R: You always burn the roast and you drop the dishes too
R: You iron my new shirt and you burn a hole right through
R: You re such a crazy redhead I just don t know what to do Lucy
L: Oh Ricky
L: What a pity, don t you understand
L: That every day s a rerun and the laughter s always canned
R: Oh Lucy
R: I m the latin leader of the band
R: So here s to you Lucy
R: Let s babaloo Lucy, too Lucy
R: Everybody rumba!
R: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
