Lyrics Weird Al Yankovic – Ricky

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Hey Lucy, I’m home

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Oh Ricky, you’re so fine

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Oh Lucy, you’re so fine
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You’re so fine you blow my mind
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Hey Lucy, hey Lucy

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Oh Ricky, you’re so fine
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You play your bongos all the time
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Hey Ricky, hey Ricky

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Oh Lucy, you’re so fine
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How I love tyo hear you whine
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Hey Lucy

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Hey Ricky
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You always play your conga drums, you think you got the right

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I’m sick of Fred and Ethel always comin’ over here
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‘Cause Fred eats all our pretzel sticks and then he spills his beer
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Why don’t you serve your cassarole and make them disappear Lucy

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Oh Ricky, what’s a girl like me supposed to do
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You really drive me wild when you sing your babaloo
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Oh Lucy, you’re so dizzy, don’t you have a clue
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Well, here’s to you Lucy
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I love you too Lucy, too Lucy, let’s babaloo Lucy

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Hey Ricky
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You’re always playin’ at the club, you never let me go
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I’m beggin’ and I’m pleadin’ but you always tell me no
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Oh, please honey please, let me be in your show Ricky, wah

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You always burn the roast and you drop the dishes too
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You iron my new shirt and you burn a hole right through
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You’re such a crazy redhead I just don’t know what to do Lucy

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Oh Ricky
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What a pity, don’t you understand
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That every day’s a rerun and the laughter’s always canned
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Oh Lucy
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I’m the latin leader of the band
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So here’s to you Lucy
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Let’s babaloo Lucy, too Lucy
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Everybody rumba!

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