Punk rock changed our lives
Good boy, good boy, good boy
That's where I met my Ramona,
(dog barking) On the East side,
"I wanna go to a party,"
That's what she said,
"Lonely, that's what i've been,
Here's my telephone number call me" Whole loop a people just rally 'round me
And to a party, a house party, And love, she send a message of love
(Bo, Bo)
"I love up the way you move, I love the way you rap"
She said,
Ramona please step back Now she's my Ruca,
I'm barely waiting for my Heina. She moved from Long Beach down to L.A.
Right now she's selling oranges by the freeway.
I wanna know, Ramona am I the only one, tell me? And she said,
"Your not the only one, but your the best, Bradley"
(Bo, Bo)
And I barely pulled up with my Heina And now I'm waiting for my Ruca
I know tonight I'll be behind her
Don't fuck around with my Heina.
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