Ricky

R: Hey Lucy, Im home

L: Oh Ricky, youre so fine
L: Youre so fine you blow my mind
L: Hey Ricky, hey Ricky

R : Oh Lucy, youre so fine
R: Youre so fine you blow my mind
R: Hey Lucy, hey Lucy

L: Oh Ricky, youre so fine
L: You play your bongos all the time
L: Hey Ricky, hey Ricky

R: Oh Lucy, youre so fine
R: How I love tyo hear you whine
R: Hey Lucy
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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: Im 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 dont you serve your cassarole and make them disappear Lucy

L: Oh Ricky, whats a girl like me supposed to do
L: You really drive me wild when you sing your babaloo
R: Oh Lucy, youre so dizzy, dont you have a clue
R: Well, heres to you Lucy
R: I love you too Lucy, too Lucy, lets babaloo Lucy

L: Hey Ricky
L: Youre always playin at the club, you never let me go
L: Im beggin and Im 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: Youre such a crazy redhead I just dont know what to do Lucy

L: Oh Ricky
L: What a pity, dont you understand
L: That every days a rerun and the laughters always canned
R: Oh Lucy
R: Im the latin leader of the band
R: So heres to you Lucy
R: Lets babaloo Lucy, too Lucy
R: Everybody rumba!
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R: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha