Ramona (Mellotron) [Bonus Track] - Beck

There's not another woman in the world that compares to you It's a feeling that's so sincere, it's a feeling that's true There's not another woman in the world that compares to you That compares to you There's a time and there's a place, I thought it was a phase I just think you should know that, I love your mistakes It's your flaws that make you great, it puts the other girls to shame And if I could go back, I never would change The way I behaved, the way I dealt with pain I'd do it all the same, just for you 'Cause she has eyes to die for I'm fazed by her face I would wait, many days I've lied, I've cried, I'd fight for you There's not another woman in the world that compares to you It's a feeling that's so sincere, it's a feeling that's true There's no another woman in the world that compares to you That compares to you

Here we go One, two, three, four There's nothing left to hide You can see it in my eyes Oh, I've tried To be who I thought you wanted And if it's all a lie The truth's not far behind We could try To live right for the moment Ramona Ramona, oh-oh Ramona If only I had known It's less than what I felt Why should I Have nothing to fear from? Ramona Ramona, oh-oh Ramona Ramona, ah-ah Ramona Ramona Ramona Ramona Ramona

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

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