Hey Lucy, I'm home!
Oh, Ricky, you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind
Hey, Ricky!
Hey, Ricky!
Oh, Lucy, you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind
Hey, Lucy!
Hey, Lucy!
Oh, Ricky, you're so fine,
You play your bongos all the time
Hey, Ricky!
Hey, Ricky!
Oh, Lucy, you're so fine,
How I love to hear you whine
Hey, Lucy!

Hey, Ricky!
You always play your conga drums
You think you got the right
You wake up little Ricky
In the middle of the night
Stop shakin' your maracas now,
And just turn out the light,
Ricky!

I'm sick of Fred and Ethel
Always comin' over here,
'Cause Fred eats all our pretzel sticks
And then he spills his beer
Why don't you serve your casserole
And make them disappear,
Lucy?

Oh, Ricky,
What's a girl like me supposed to do?
You really drive me wild
When you sing your Ba-ba-lu
Oh, Lucy,
You're so dizzy,
Don't you have a clue?
Well, here's to you,
Lucy!
I love you too, Lucy, too, Lucy
Let's Ba-ba-lu, Lucy

Hey, Ricky!
You're always playin' at the club,
You never let me go
I'm beggin' and I'm pleadin',
But you always tell me no
Oh please, honey, please
Let me be in your show,
Ricky!
Waaa

You always burn the roast,
And you drop the dishes too
You iron my new shirt,
And you burn a hole right through
You're such a crazy redhead,
I just don't know what to do,
Lucy!

Oh, Ricky,
What a pity, don't you understand
That every day's a rerun,
And the laughter's always canned
Oh, Lucy,
I'm the Latin leader of the band
So here's to you, Lucy,
Let's Ba-ba-lu, Lucy, do, Lucyeverybody rumba!