Ramona

Hey Johnny, hey Dee Dee Little Tom and Joey You know we're comin' over Sweet sweet little Ramona You're getting better and better It's getting easier than ever Hey you kids in the crowd You know you like it When the music's loud Sweet sweet little Ramona she always wants to come over Sweet sweet little Ramona I think I'll try and phone her I let her in if you're wondering why Cause she's a spy for the BBI I leter her in and I started to cry And then I knew I wanted to die Oooh, little Ramona