Ooh, you little whiny one, whiny one
Excuses gonna blow it this time, Ramona
Ooh, you're such a lazy one, lazy one
Now you're booted off-a the isle, Ramona
Always throwing up, throwing up, such a queasy tum
You always laid around, left the work to the stronger ones
Bye-aye-aye, buh-buh-buh-bye, Ramona.
When you first hurled upon the sea, upon the sea
We knew it was just a matter of time, Ramona
Ooh, it was your destiny, d-destiny
You were just too lame for the grind, Ramona
Always throwing up, throwing up, lying in your bed
Next time you take a trip, check to see if it's with Club Med
Bye-aye-aye, buh-buh-buh-bye, Ramona.
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