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!
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