On the East side,
That's where I met my Ramona,
"I wanna go to a party,"
That's what she said,
"Lonely, that's what i've been,
Here's my telephone number call me"
And to a party, a house party,
Whole loop a people just rally 'round me
And love, she send a message of love
"I love up the way you move, I love the way you rap"
Ramona please step back
Now she's my Ruca,
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I'm barely waiting for my Heina.
She moved from Long Beach down to L.A.
Right now she's selling oranges by the freeway.
I wanna know, Ramona am I the only one, tell me?
And she said,
"You're not the only one, but you're the best, Bradley"
And now I'm waiting for my Ruca
And I barely pulled up with my Heina
I know tonight I'll be behind her
Don't fuck around with my Heina
Songwriter(s): Bradley James Nowell
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