Punk rock changed our lives ♪ Good boy, good boy, good boy ♪ 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 ♪ 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