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
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
Ramona, come closer shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness Will pass as your senses will rise The flowers of the city Though breath like
Well, you gotta see this Golden thing You golden thing And when you get there better kiss me Garbage piled up to the ceiling Ashtrays shaped like asses
(Ramona, Ramona) Ramona I hear the mission bells above Ramona They're ringing out our song of love I press you, caress you And bless the day you taught
Last night I saw a host of angels and they were all singing different songs and it sounded like a lot of lawnmowers mowing down my lawn and up above kerjillions
Ramona, where have you been? I couldn't go to sleep till you came in Ramona, you're Miss Oklahoma And you miss Oklahoma I'll get you what you want 'Cause
Escalator, moving stairs Blue and white rail, it disappears It disappears, it disappears Blue and white rail, oh, it disappears Suck you under and eat
I was Ramona A. Stone I started with no enemies of my own I was an artiste In a tunnel But I've been having a mid-life crisis And I've been dreaming
Ce soir... Tu t'es couche a neuf heures Dans ton p'tit coeur c'est le bonheur Les draps legers te caressent la raie des cheveux L'immeuble avec toi s'
Remember when we hung in the low places in 1979? We used to think that it mattered to the man with the money Where we spent our time Well, I knew a little
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona, where'd you get that dress ? The neckline's down south, the hemline's way out west All in favour of Ramona's style, say yes Yes
I was Ramona A. Stone I started with no enemies of my own In a tunnel I was an artiste And I've been dreaming in a sleep But I've been having a mid-life
I was Ramona A Stone I started with no enemies of my own I was an artist In the tunnel But I remarring a midilife crisis And I've been dreaming of sleep
As if isolation's not enough Just try to organize and rise above it Then you'll find out what it's all about This is not my community This is not what
Ramona, come closer Shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness Will pass as your senses will rise Well, the flowers of the city Though breathlike
I had so many problems And then I got me a Walkman I really liked it a lot and They walked right in and they solved them They walked right in and they
Oh, today I shot Ramona, ma She ain't gonna cheat on me Two years, I've been searchin' for her Two years, she's been free Well, I found her in a dance