It's not a gag, it's not a hoax It's a series of very serious jokes I can't wait to get a job and lease a Honda But Rhonda, Oh Rhonda She's my bride and she resides Just outside Redondo Beach Where I will go to hide from all my dreams At the end of the day All the problems I have just fade away When she wraps around me like an anaconda Rhonda, Oh Rhonda She's my bride, oh yes she'll be mine Just outside Redondo Beach Where I will go to hide from all my dreams She also sells me weed She's all I need Rhonda, why don't you just love me?