Hey Miss Ramona
Want you in my tomb
I've been alone inside since 1922
If you can't tell by the smell
It hasn't been going very well
Hey Miss Ramona
It's all in your head
I keep on waking up just wishing you were dead
I wont feel so alone
At nights I'm spending all my pennies on the payphone
I don't want tell you everything will be golden
I can tell you everything will be fine
Like the good lord I
Get you on the level
Like the good lord I
Introduce you to the devil
It's mean to make you choose
Between the rhythm and the blues
So get some new shoes and keep on movin'
Hey Miss Ramona
Its been quite some time
OH MY GOD
You've got your eyes but keep on wishing you were blind
You won't see me down the halls
With the bright lights crawling up and down the walls
I don't want tell you everything will be golden
I can tell you everything will be fine
I was sick of killing my time in the pouring rain
So I went downtown to release my pain
And then I went down to the local bar
Said I'd meet you there wherever you are
I say "Hey Miss Ramona, its really nice to know ya,
Now this ain't my thing,
But if I go to the store and buy you a ring,
Would you leave your man for me in the spring"
You said "yeah"
I went down to the bank
Put the shotgun right up to the tellers face
I said "Son if you wanna live,
You're gonna fill up this bag oh please forgive me,
Cause I don't want to shoot you,
If I don't really have to."
This ain't my thing
I went back to your house,
I brought you that ring and
You shot me down, you know what I mean.
Like the good lord I
Get you on the level
Like the good lord I
Introduce you to the devil
It's mean to make you choose
Between the rhythm and the blues
So get some new shoes and keep on movin'