SINGER: Weird Al Yankovic

SONG: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