"punk rock changed our lives"
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(dog barking)
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good boy, good boy, good boy
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On the East side,
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that's where I met my Ramona,
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"I wanna go to a party,"
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that's what she said,
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"Lonely, that's what i've been,
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here's my telephone number call me"
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and to a party, a house party,
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whole loop a people just rally 'round me
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and love, she send a message of love
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she said
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"I love up the way you move, I love the way you rap"
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(bop, bop)
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Ramona please step back
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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.
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Right now she's selling oranges by the freeway.
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I wanna know, Ramona am I the only one? tell me
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and she said-
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"You're not the only one, but your're the best, Bradley"
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(bop,bop)
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and now I'm waiting for my Ruca
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and I barely pulled up with my Heina
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I know tonight I'll be behind her
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Don't fuck around with my Heina
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Waiting For My Ruca
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| Sublime |
