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 maracas 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 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 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 laughin' leader of the band, so here's to you, Lucy
Let's babaloo, Lucy, too, Lucy
Everybody rumba!
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