"Ricky"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 Babalu
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 Babalu, 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 Laughin' leader of the band
So here's to you, Lucy
Let's Babalu, Lucy, do, Lucy...everybody rumba!