Hey Ray

Hey, Ray You're driving me crazy Hey, Ray Hey, Ray You don't have to call Hey, Ray Hey, Ray You're driving me crazy Hey, Ray I'm outta my mind Hey, Ray You're driving me crazy Hey, Ray I'm outta my mind 1963, on Lispenard Street 1964, Castro's up in Harlem 1965, they're having a riot 1966, the writing's on the wall 1967, it's the golden age 1968, and it's all over (it's all over) It's all over, Ray (it's all over) It's all over (it's all over) It's all over, Ray (it's all over) The Russians are coming (no, they're not) The Russians are coming (no, they're not) The French are coming (ooh la la) The Italians are coming (whipee) The Americans are coming (aww, shit) The French are coming (not again?) 1963, on Lispenard Street 1964, Castro's up in Harlem 1965, they're having a riot 1966, the writing's on the wall 1967, it's the golden age 1968, and it's all over (it's all over) It's all over, Ray (it's all over) It's all over (it's all over) It's all over (it's all over) That's not why you stumble It's the way the cookie crumbles That's not why you stumble It's the way the cookie crumbles That's not why you stumble It's the way the cookie crumbles That's not why you stumble It's the way the cookie crumbles Hey, Ray You're driving me crazy (it's all over) Hey, Ray (it's all over) I'm outta my mind Hey, Ray (it's all over) You're driving me crazy Hey, Ray (it's all over) I'm outta my mind Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) (it's all over) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) (it's all over) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) (it's all over) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) (it's all over) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) (it's all over) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) (it's all over) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) (it's all over) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) (it's all over) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) (it's all over) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) (it's all over) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) (it's all over) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray) Hey, Ray (hey, Ray)