Little Ramona (gone Hillbilly Nuts) Lyrics - One Long Saturday Night, Plus - Br5-49

Remember when we hung in the low places in 1979? 

We used to think that it mattered to the man with the money 

Where we spent our time 

Well, I knew a little gal with a mohawk hairdo 

and a chain around her neck 

But you'd never recognize her if you saw her now 

She done something that you'd never expect 

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She done traded in her Doc's for kicker boots 

Safety-pinned tee shirts for Manuel Suits 

Her hair's grown out and it's piled up high 

She only shows her tattoos one at a time 

She ain't ashamed of the way she was 

She hears old Hank, she can't get enough 

Her punk rock records are gathering dust 

'Cos little Ramona's gone hillbilly nuts 

Thrashin' dancin' still out there, the bodies piled up high 

She used to mosh in pit with the best of them 

You could see those elbows fly 

Well now she's drinking Blue Ribbon and jitterbuggin' 

to the honky-tonkin' beat 

Get that line dance outta here man 

Give her room to move her feet 

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You see her in thrift stores everywhere, 

Hardly ever at a shopping mall 

She acts just as tough as she always did 

She just looks a little country, that's all 

She's got Emmylou Patty Smity on a 90-minute cassette 

'Cause where do you go after the end of the world 

When you still ain't been there yet? 

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Little Ramona's gone hillbilly nuts 

Little Ramona's gone hillbilly nuts