Hey, Johnny Hey, Dee Dee Little Tom and Joey You know we're goin' 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 let her in and I started to cry And then I knew I wanted to die Oh, little Ramona Oh, little Ramona Oh, little Ramona Oh 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 let her in and I started to cry And then I knew I wanted to die Oh, little Ramona Oh, little Ramona Oh, little Ramona Oh

Hey, hey you Girl you looking cute My violets red, and blue Got you roses and balloons You and me Shawty we were meant to be That's how it's supposed to be Baby, I'm just what you need Hey, hey you Girl you looking cute My violets red, and blue Got you roses and balloons You and me Shawty we were meant to be That's how it's supposed to be Baby I'm just what you need Who that pretty lady That be right across the room I got hunnids in my pocket I'ma spend it all on you You my kind of woman Mac DeMarco said it first Love me, kisses in the summer Baby, baby, do your worst Pink hair, blue hair Looking like Ramona Baby, I don't want no bitches I just wanna bend you over I just wanna be a charm I wanna be a little clover Baby, baby, quit your playing Put your head up on my shoulders Hey, hey you Girl you looking cute My violets red, and blue Got you roses and balloons You and me Shawty we were meant to be That's how it's supposed to be Baby I just what you need Hey, hey you Girl you looking cute My violets red, and blue Got you roses and balloons You and me Shawty we were meant to be That's how it's supposed to be Baby, I'm just what you need aye

The moment she started talking, I heard nothing (I like the way you walk, ramona show me how to stop) She whispered out my name, and my heart did nothing (I like the way you walk, ramona show me how to stop) Dialing up your phone again, hoping it's not too late Ramona show your thighs, show you're mine for the lucky eyes As bright as the morning sky, you leak light like paper white The moment she started talking, i started walking (I like the way you walk, ramona show me how to stop) She whispered out my name, and my heart did nothing (I like the way you walk, ramona show me how to stop) The night was cold, and she started shaking (I like the way you walk, ramona show me how to stop) She held me by the hand and I fell for it again Dialing up your phone again, hoping it's not too late Ramona show your thighs show you're mine for the lucky eyes As bright as the morning sky, you leak light like paper white Ramona show your thighs, show you're mine for the lucky eyes

O slatka, slatka mala Ramona Velike oči kao crkvena zvona O slatka, slatka mala Ramona Velike oči kao crkvena zvona Ona voli pjevati, yeah "Bi-bop-du-bop, yeah-yeah-yeah" Ona voli, ona voli, ona voli Ona voli sve O slatka, slatka mala Ramona Kada ću čuti naša ljubavna zvona? O slatka, slatka mala Ramona Kada ću čuti naša ljubavna zvona? Kad ćeš samo meni pjevati, yeah "Bi-bop-du-bop, yeah-yeah-yeah"? Kada ćeš, kada ćeš, kada ćeš Kada ćeš voljeti samo mene? Ooh, mala Ramona Ooh, mala Ramona Ooh, mala Ramona Ooh, yeah Hoćete pjevati malo s nama, 'alo? Jel može? Ja pjevam "O slatka, slatka mala Ramona" A vi za mnom ponavljate "O slatka, slatka mala Ramona" Jel može? O slatka, slatka mala Ramona, vi (O slatka, slatka mala Ramona) Velike oči kao crkvena zvona (Velike oči kao crkvena zvona) O slatka, slatka, slatka mala Ramona (O slatka, slatka mala Ramona) Kada ću čuti naša ljubavna zvona? (Kada ću čuti naša ljubavna zvona?) Kad ćeš samo meni pjevati, yeah ("Bi-bop-du-bop, yeah-yeah-yeah") Kada ćeš, kada ćeš Voljeti samo mene? Ooh, mala Ramona Ooh, mala Ramona Ooh, mala Ramona Ooh, yeah

Typing letters to the dead Late at night on a closed piano lid She circles past She fills your glass But she don't recognise the song And once in a life time she says The waking life Stitched together in your head Well, what if it's only worth The bundle of nerves it's written on? And I don't need these arms anymore I don't need this heart, now to love I don't need this skin and bones At all There's a way you've always known her Telephone between her cheek and her shoulder And eyes like crystal balls That just won't shutup About the future of the future Ramona was a waitress All but made of information In a bar under the third bridge She says she's looking forward To living forever And I won't need these arms anymore I won't need this heart, not alone I won't need this skin and bones At all At all, at all, at all, at all, at all Ramona was a waitress