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Hey Ricky (You're A Low Down Heel)

Hey Ricky (You're A Low Down Heel)

Hey sugar, where'd you get that sweet tooth Where'd you get that swagger Where'd you get off acting like Babe Ruth When you look just like the others? And you wouldn't know good silk stockings From a cheap ol' pair of tights You ain't so swell in your pinstripes You ain't no tiger when there ain't no lights You call me your latest conquest As you belch money to the boys But if your beer was the Sea of Cortez You'd be drowning in the sound of your own voice Hey Ricky, you're a low down heel You're a minus zero on the scale of me With your "What's up kid?" and your "Cool it, babes." You're a worn-out fact on an ancient page Hey Ricky, hey hey Ricky Hey Ricky, you're a low down heel. Oh lordie, where'd you buy them morals Where's you get that Stetson You come across a little short of urban Ain't New York white boys, hardly redneck Texan Say I really love them white bucks Oh, did your battleship sink your rubber duck And you, you wouldn't know what a lady was Unless she came up and kicked you in the butt As you turn the color of Khalua on a boat off the Florida Keys I'll be messing up the sheets with someone else While your Jello heart is adrift at sea Hey Ricky, you're a low down heel You're a minus zero on the scale of me With your "What's up kid?" and your "Cool it, babes." You're a worn-out fact on an ancient page Hey Ricky, hey hey Ricky Hey Ricky, you're a low down heel.