Punk rock changed our lives
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Good boy, good boy, good boy
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On the east side, that's where I met my Ramona
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

And to a party, a house party
All the bad people, just rally 'round me and love
She send the message of love
She said, "I love up the way you move
I love the way you rap", bop-bop
Ramona, please step back
Now she's my Ruca
I'm barely waiting for my heina
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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, you're not the only one
But you're the best Bradley, bow-bow
And now I'm waiting for my Ruca
And I barely pulled up with my heina
I know tonight I'll be behind her
Don't fuck around with my heina