Ricky

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, wha' 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 Latin leader of the band So here's to you Lucy Let's babaloo Lucy, too Lucy Everybody rumba! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha